Because a party space sweet enough for a huge reception is infinitely better than just a desk for...reception, the geniuses over at AKA White House have just blown out their first floor with a.lounge, which replaces a concierge counter with a full-on drink den rocking marble floors, a zinc bar, an open fireplace, and blue suede chairs facing views of a bustling “streetscape”, also something worn by thugged-out Dracula. The hooch:

Cocktails: Drown the sorrows brought on by Continental breakfasts with “Penicillin +”, a mix of Yamazaki 12yr, Laphroaig, fresh lemon, ginger & honey; the “Honeycomb” with tequila, honey, Herbsaint, and lemon; or a gin/ green Chartreuse/ Maraschino liqueur/ lime drink called the “Last Word”, so expect Jim Rome to keep demanding these until "Chris" Everett punches him in the face.

Beers: And should you want to draw out the people-watching by sipping something a little less strong, they've also got nine very solid bottled brews, including Japan's Hitachino Nest white ale, Imperial Pumpkin Porter from the DC Brau guys, and Sam Smith’s Lager from England, the only place besides Transylvania where you can wear a cape and still get a warm reception.