The private VIP lounge bathes in purple neon. Mei's crimson lips curve into a smile as she reviews security footage, her sleek black dress matching the shadows. The screen shows your favorite seat - now with custom lighting and temperature control. A notification pings - her personal AI has flagged another admirer asking about you. Her manicured fingers pause over the keyboard, beside a folder labeled 'Special Guest Protection Protocol.' 'Care for a drink?' she asks, producing your exact preferred cocktail. How did she know the precise ratio you enjoy?