The place was packed with plenty of feisty folks, who fulfilled the Scottsdale requirements of hot bodies, great hair, and nice skin without the over-the-top "What planet are these people from?" vibe. The chicks were sexy-casual in formulaic tight jeans, heels, and cute top ensembles, while the dudes sported a smidgen of mediocre style with collared shirts. With a huge patio full of misters and smokers, the fog was thick, which probably worked to everyone's advantage. We all looked prettier veiled in the mist.