Her leather jacket was stylish, with lots of straps and buckles and had probably been custom-made in Hong Kong. The black jeans probably hadn't been tailored, but they fit like they were. Chase knew that her black, knee-high boots with their delicate silver filigree and chrome spike heels were. None of these should have barred her entrance, however, so Chase figured it must have been the red silk and lace brassiere revealed by her open jacket. Janey was staring at him, wide grin intact, daring him to say something. Beyond her, Chase could see the maitre d' apparently explaining the situation to an elven woman Chase took to be one of the managers. The woman didn't seem pleased, but it was also obvious she would not cause any more of a scene.