You move away from the dark office building and follow the instructions given to you.  The City is more active as you get closer and then finally enter inside the zone of silence.

You dodge some cars and cross the street toward the designated building.  It is lit up with boisterous activity inside.  Looks like a party of some kind.  A muscled, well-dressed bouncer stands at the front entrance.  He looks at you suspiciously for a moment before saying, "Are you the caterers or the performers?"

You notice the couple of guests you can see inside are dressed in costume like a masquerade ball.  But this is definitely the right address to meet Jaguar.

Screed thinks for a moment and says, "Oh, we are definitely the entertainment.  I didn't bring any food, so I am going to have to go with performing."  He gives his best smile and waits for his reaction.

The bouncer looks at Screed skeptically.  "What manner of entertainment are you?"  He reaches over to grap a list on a podium by the door.
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Screed scowls inwardly, and replies quickly when he sees the man going for the list, "We're the minglers.  We're here to make sure the people are having a good time.  We talk, we keep the drinks flowing, we keep the party going in the right direction."  And he lowers his voice conspiratorily, "We report back any suspicious activity.  The boss thought it was important tonight for some reason."

After checking her earpiece and subvocal microphone, Rabbit walks past the front door looking for alternative points of entry and exit. A delivery truck service entrance or parking garage would be nice. Something the real caterers and hired help would use.

The bouncer sees Rabbit walking around the building.  "She's got it right.  Caterers and entertainers go in the back entrance."

Screed shrugs and walks, following Rabbit.

Around the back, you see a delivery truck loading food onto trays that are being rolled into the building.  No one seems to be paying much attention, a they are all hired help back here.

 Cala moves toward the front of the group as they walk, falling just behind Rabbit.

After unscrewing the silencer on the rifle and stowing both completely inside the gym bag, Rabbit heads straight for the back door of the building falling in line with the food carts being wheeled in. When she and Cala reach the watchman, if there is any, she drapes her arm around the shoulder of the shorter woman and flashes security a momentary faux smile followed immediately by a bland and bored look. She jerks her thumb at the elegant Screed, "We're with him."

 Cala shoots a glance at Rabbit, her face still holding her slight, seemingly perpetual scowl.

Screed follows and keeps his eyes open.

Shadow follows the crowd of his comrades towards the rear of the building.

Dracos tightens the jacket around his body, smelling the scent of trap and not enjoying being guided right into it...

Jade keeps her cool and follows behind Screed.  "How do we find this Jaguar in a party full of people?" she asks the others as they enter.