In the dimly lit, futuristic cyberpunk bar, the air is thick with the electric hum of technology and the vibrant glow of neon. Several striking women, adorned in sleek, avant-garde attire, display their cybernetic enhancements with an effortless grace. One woman leans casually on the counter, her gaze lost in thought as she cradles a drink in one hand, a thin trail of smoke spiraling upward from the cigarette in her other. Around her, the atmosphere pulses with a neon noir aesthetic, splashed with hues of deep magenta from signs proclaiming "PROMTHEO," while a cool teal glow emanates from the "OMEGA" sign, casting an otherworldly light across the scene.