Retro Arcade Ambience — So picture this, it's 1980-something and mom and dad dropped you off at the mall with five bucks, "we'll pick you up 10." Mom and Dad have a date night — and they're not playing around; they are going to the Red Lobster.
Dad messed up, and now he's going to be paying for lobster. The mall entrance is all glass and guarded by teenagers smoking cigarettes.
"The **** you looking at, kid?"
"I ain't looking at nothin’," You mutter as you slide through the door. "Yeah, you better ****** run."
Up some escalators and past the giant cookie place, fix your eyes on the Orange Julius and grip your five.
The sounds of Space Invaders are audible now, drawing you closer to a room lit by dozens of flashing screens.