I enter the club usual with my mask. At the second door, I stood longer than usual.

"What's going on here?."

I asked the guy sharing "match cards" at the entrance.

" I am looking for your card, Madam!."

He answered

" Aren't we supposed to share the card randomly?. How do you know me specifically?."

I asked surprisingly.

He continuously searched for the card.

" Don't be scared. I don't actually know what your face looks like. You are one of our regular clients. Due to the description, I know he was referring to you."

He cracked up. I awfully, I peeked at him.

" This is the card,...