Andante is a private, difficult to find club in the heart of Downtown Seattle. It’s presence is relatively unassuming, save for the colored smoke drifting out its door and the huge troll in a suit blocking the entrance. On the inside, Andante is all plush, private booths with a large, square stage in the middle for live performance of smooth song and jazz. Their bar contains just about every high end alcohol in the city, if you know what to ask for. On Tuesdays, at least, the club is full of runners meeting up with their Johnsons to take jobs and get paid. For the amount of guns they let into the place, the overall feel is surprisingly calm and relaxed.
The color of Andante’s smoke changes daily. Tuesday is Purple Day.
Andante is the official meetup place for briefing and debriefing with Mr. Johnson. She insists on meeting on Tuesdays because, quote “I like purple.”