Hong Kong, 1989. A wild ride in a red taxi takes you to the Po San club. It’s 3am, it’s raining and everyone inside is smoking.
The music inside the club pounds your head, and you glance around in the dark…she’s over there. Touching up her lipstick, she sees you and flicks her hand at you and smiles. You blush in the dark. The spotlight catches her sequins as she strolls across the stage towards you.
‘Hey Baby, I thought you wouldn’t make it in time to see my show.’
You grin… ‘I wouldn’t miss it for the world’.
WAN CHAI… the hottest night of your life.
Smoke accord, Saffron, Aniseed, Cinnamon, Cardamon, Amber accord, Vietnamese and Hindi oud.