Door policy, four paws
Bondog
He knows the list. The list knows better.
The Night Shift
Bondog arrives before the velvet rope is unhooked. He checks the guest list, sniffs every pocket, and ignores all explanations involving cousins. The suit is pressed, the lenses stay low, and the red clogs never leave the floor. By midnight, every biscuit is accounted for and the banquette understands who is working. Anyone arguing with policy gets the table beside the mop cupboard.
From the Velvet Rope
Wish you were here, but your name is not down and the rope has developed standards. The small one in the suit controls the door, the coat hooks, and the emergency biscuit bowl. Send references, arrive quietly, and wear shoes that can survive inspection.
Working Attire
Black tie, dark lenses, red clogs; every entrance covered.
House Rules
Inspect Every Biscuit
Crumbs become leverage after midnight.
Keep The Rope Closed
A wag is not a reservation.
Polish The Red Clogs
Authority starts below the ankle.
Count The Coat Hangers
Missing one means someone stayed too long.
Leave Before Sunrise
Daylight asks too many questions.
Good dogs wait. Bondog decides.