A man and a woman are standing in the road, risking everything to point at the club’s facade. The man wears club regalia and the woman is dressed as businesswoman-on-holiday. She has long blonde hair, sunglasses and a confident smile.

They climb to the footpath and point more pointedly, then return to the road to refine the big pig picture.

Back on the footpath, they advance from the club’s domain to the edge of the white louvre shutters of the establishment-next-door, where the man’s robust voice drops to an extended whisper. The woman nods her head, and the man nods back.

They retreat from the shutters and vanish into the club.