I know you're all dyyyyyying to know, so I'll tell thees. Eventually, since I was dying to piss, we settled on a place called The Late Room, which just so happened to be an indie club. It was pretty indie-by-numbers, full of Libertines, Editors, and Joy division (a bit perverse for dancing?!), but it was okay. The ultimate goal of drunkenness was achieved, so one shouldn't complain. Happy DiSing folks, see yiz in a few weeks.