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In giving a $2 million makeover to the former home of the Pink Elephant, former manager Alex Ancheta (of Veruka, Suede, and Serena) and his high-rolling co-owners took a cue from a certain private club nearby. Like Soho House, the narrow barroom up front is all dark walnut walls, Japanese cabinetry, and sprouting cherry blossoms. But unlike its muse, Manor has mash-ups bumping out of ceiling speakers and a hardwood dance floor in the drawing room—a long rectangular space that's capped by a padded ceiling of intervalic lights. Low benches that seem to have been pulled from a locker room then spruced up with leather jut out from the undulating walls of matted corrugated steel, thereby creating party-seating areas. At the room’s far end, VIPs in the requisite $300 jeans and stilettos play ring-around-the-bottle-holder on a small, raised platform beside the D.J. podium and guarded by a bouncer. Those who don't want to shout to be heard should park on the velvet, coffin-shaped banquettes in the tiny, antiseptic basement lounge. There they can quaff Veuve Clicquot while picking out a sugar daddy from the unisex bathroom line. — Daniel Maurer