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1. THE GOLDEN PARACHUTE: Arrival from 6pm. Limo pick-up, butler service, premium chaos. ticket
You don’t walk into Boom Town - you’re extracted from the suburbs in a vintage vehicle with a white-gloved butler whispering your sins back to you. Champagne appears before you speak. Lobster buffet? Excessive. Fashion? Surgical. Entertainment? Psychologically destabilising. This is Boom Town’s high holy order. Patrick Bateman would stab for this ticket and then offer you a business card embossed in ivory. The fine print. Ticket includes: Chauffeur pick up. Deluxe seafood buffet with all the 80s trimmings. Champagne on arrival. Martini Bar. Raucous entertainment and aurally delightful DJs. Flash mob 80s fashion show courtesy of AKA Artwear. Penthouse suite access (from 7:30pm). Luis Restaurant dining options (7pm & 9pm). Dress code: Armani psychosis. CEO of the underworld. Energy: Hostile acquisition. Lipstick: Lethal. Mood: I am the scandal.
You don’t walk into Boom Town - you’re extracted from the suburbs in a vintage vehicle with a white-gloved butler whispering your sins back to you. Champagne appears before you speak. Lobster buffet? Excessive. Fashion? Surgical. Entertainment? Psychologically destabilising. This is Boom Town’s high holy order. Patrick Bateman would stab for this ticket and then offer you a business card embossed in ivory. The fine print. Ticket includes: Chauffeur pick up. Deluxe seafood buffet with all the 80s trimmings. Champagne on arrival. Martini Bar. Raucous entertainment and aurally delightful DJs. Flash mob 80s fashion show courtesy of AKA Artwear. Penthouse suite access (from 7:30pm). Luis Restaurant dining options (7pm & 9pm). Dress code: Armani psychosis. CEO of the underworld. Energy: Hostile acquisition. Lipstick: Lethal. Mood: I am the scandal.
$242.00+ $11.74 fee2. THE SELF MADE SCANDAL: Arrival from 6pm. No chauffeur. Just raw entitlement. ticket
No chauffeur. No escort. You’ve already fired them. You arrive sharp, unaccompanied with a champagne flute in one hand and a hostile energy in the other. Lobsters, fashion and full-sensory chaos await. You didn’t come to fit in. You came to dominate the entire fiscal quarter in heels sharp enough to slice through compliance. You're not late. You're leveraged. And you're here to feast. The fine print. Ticket includes: Deluxe seafood buffet with all the 80s trimmings. Champagne on arrival. Martini Bar. Raucous entertainment and aurally delightful DJs. Flash mob 80s fashion show courtesy of AKA Artwear. Penthouse suite access (from 7:30pm). Luis Restaurant dining options (7pm & 9pm). Dress code: Pinstripes with no soul. Femme fatale with a tax strategy. Energy: Walk like you're charging consulting fees. Lipstick: Signature red. Stains everything, especially reputations. Mood: I came to burn this company to the ground and then dance on the ashes.
No chauffeur. No escort. You’ve already fired them. You arrive sharp, unaccompanied with a champagne flute in one hand and a hostile energy in the other. Lobsters, fashion and full-sensory chaos await. You didn’t come to fit in. You came to dominate the entire fiscal quarter in heels sharp enough to slice through compliance. You're not late. You're leveraged. And you're here to feast. The fine print. Ticket includes: Deluxe seafood buffet with all the 80s trimmings. Champagne on arrival. Martini Bar. Raucous entertainment and aurally delightful DJs. Flash mob 80s fashion show courtesy of AKA Artwear. Penthouse suite access (from 7:30pm). Luis Restaurant dining options (7pm & 9pm). Dress code: Pinstripes with no soul. Femme fatale with a tax strategy. Energy: Walk like you're charging consulting fees. Lipstick: Signature red. Stains everything, especially reputations. Mood: I came to burn this company to the ground and then dance on the ashes.
$187.00+ $9.32 fee3. THE SUITE DEAL: Arrival from 7:30pm. Lawson Flats Penthouse awaits you. Deals, meals and bad intentions. ticket
You roll in just as the penthouse suite opens - tailored, dangerous and entirely unbothered. Bubbles greet you. Luis Restaurant beckons for whispered negotiations and risqué glances. The suite is heavy with velvet, secrets and a douchey trust funds. You flirt like a weapon and everyone assumes you know the exit strategy. You do. The fine print. Ticket includes: Penthouse suite access. Bubbles on arrival. Martini Bar. Raucous entertainment and aurally delightful DJs. Luis Restaurant dining @ 9pm Dress code: Offshore banker on recreational leave. Gold lamé with good intentions gone bad. Energy: Quietly ruthless with strong martini undertones. Lipstick: Plum noir with an exit clause. Mood: I know all the secrets. .
You roll in just as the penthouse suite opens - tailored, dangerous and entirely unbothered. Bubbles greet you. Luis Restaurant beckons for whispered negotiations and risqué glances. The suite is heavy with velvet, secrets and a douchey trust funds. You flirt like a weapon and everyone assumes you know the exit strategy. You do. The fine print. Ticket includes: Penthouse suite access. Bubbles on arrival. Martini Bar. Raucous entertainment and aurally delightful DJs. Luis Restaurant dining @ 9pm Dress code: Offshore banker on recreational leave. Gold lamé with good intentions gone bad. Energy: Quietly ruthless with strong martini undertones. Lipstick: Plum noir with an exit clause. Mood: I know all the secrets. .
$110.00+ $5.93 fee4. THE HOSTILE TAKEOVER: Arrival from 9pm. Late arrival. No explanation. Just destruction. ticket
You arrive late, electrified and dripping in plausible deniability. The party is in full swing and you enter like a high-stakes rumour. A glass appears in your hand. Eyes follow. You are mystery wrapped in diamonds, walking straight into the climax. No one remembers seeing you arrive. Everyone remembers the storm you caused. Ticket includes: Penthouse suite access. Martini Bar. Remaining entertainment and aurally delightful DJs. Luis Restaurant dining @ 9pm. Dress code: Deregulated menace. Champagne-soaked chaos in couture. Energy: Fuck-you money and diplomatic immunity. Lipstick: Smudged like the evidence. Mood: I ghosted the party and still left with the crown.
You arrive late, electrified and dripping in plausible deniability. The party is in full swing and you enter like a high-stakes rumour. A glass appears in your hand. Eyes follow. You are mystery wrapped in diamonds, walking straight into the climax. No one remembers seeing you arrive. Everyone remembers the storm you caused. Ticket includes: Penthouse suite access. Martini Bar. Remaining entertainment and aurally delightful DJs. Luis Restaurant dining @ 9pm. Dress code: Deregulated menace. Champagne-soaked chaos in couture. Energy: Fuck-you money and diplomatic immunity. Lipstick: Smudged like the evidence. Mood: I ghosted the party and still left with the crown.
$77.00+ $4.48 fee
