Sunny sits at the bar drinking this bright lime green colored drink that almost glows in the glass, the drink is very sweet but has a definite kick to it, as she turns the glass up and finishes the last few drops she signals the bartender to bring her another, She hears the door squeak open and sees a familiar face her good friend Verbal_Kint strolls into the speakeasy, pausing long enough to remove his fedora and do a quick scan for an empty table, Seeing one near the corner he heads that way and has a seat facing the door Looking over to catch the waitresses eye, he orders Scotch neat and a beer. without noticing Sunny at all, Sunny quickly pushes herself off the stool and steadies herself on her heels grabbing her drink she staggers over to the table and slams her glass down and starts to speak in a loud voice as she melts down into a chair next to her friend

"Well as I live and breath Verbal_Kint in the flesh!! I haven't seen you since.." She pauses taking a big gulp of the green liquor in her glass "that night when Kill-The-Irishman paid you $500.00 to wrestle that 25 pound ra.. Hic coon, How are you buddy boy?"

He jumps as a glass comes slamming down by his hand onto the table, sloshing some green concoction onto his hand. Quickly regaining his composure he can smell the light scent of a familiar perfume Honeysuckle, Sunny pours herself into the chair next to him.  He takes his eyes off her legs in time to hear "rac..Hic..coon, how are you buddy boy?"

"Sunny, my sweet lass, I'm fine...how are things with you?" 

he asks her as he automatically reaches down to rub the scar that big ass raccoon gave him on his knee, His scotch and beer arrive and he reaches over grabs the scotch slams back the liquid fire and takes a long pull from his beer.

"How long have you been here?  Looks like you may have had a little head start on me today."

Sunny brushes a few stray hairs out of her face and downs the rest of her drink again motioning for another, she smiles at her friend and reaches over grabbing his hand staring closely into his eye she starts to speak in a loud slurred voice thinking she is whispering

"Listen!! You see all these damn grasshoppers around here??" She stomps the ground a few times with force "there are millions of them, and Don Capazzo was in here earlier and he has given me the daunting task of ridding the streets of Philly of all these damn foul insects" She hiccups and covers her mouth then touches his face in a rubbing motion "oops I'm sorry for that your soooo cute, Listen!! How do you get rid of a million green gooey gross grasshoppers? What am I possed to do huh?"

She stands up and staggers around the room grabbing the drink she ordered off the waitresses tray and downing in before dropping the glass to the floor and plopping down in Verbal_Kint's lap she giggles and hiccups again

"I got it.. I know just what to do, I can get rid of all those damn grasshoppers in one night!!"

She jumps up quickly and rushes behind the bar grabbing a huge poster board and a black marker and leans on the bar and starts writing, Hoping its legible she rushes out into the street and tacks up a huge invitation for everyone to join in, as you walk up the invitation reads.

Ladies and Gentlemen!

Come one come all and lets have a ball!

You are invited to the FIRST EVER Flapper Stomping party.

Bring your stomping shoes and enjoy free yummy booze and lots of fine drugs all courtesy of

PHOENIX RISING

Starting tonight and ending once all the grasshoppers filling our fine Philly streets have been eliminated!!

Hope to see you there!

Sunny rushes back into the speak easy and sits down next to Verbal_Kint propping her elbows up on the table resting her chin in the palm of her hands, she smiles and pats his shoulder

"See my sign? Wanna escort me to the party??"

KTI was wondering the streets of South Philadelphia, trying to familiarize himself with the area he now called home. While walking down a side street he hears a familiar voice shouting in what sounds like a drunken rage. KTI runs through an alley towards the voice, when he exits the alley and into the next street over he turns to see a familiar face with the familiar voice. 

It was Sunny, their parents had worked together and as a result they had grown up together in the south end of Detroit. 

"Hey Sunny!" KTI yells. Sunny does not hear him and KTI watches Sunny stumble back in to where she came from. 

KTI enters the building in pursuit of Sunny, when he gets in he sees Verbal_Kint and Sunny sitting at a table together in the corner of the room. KTI looks around and spots a waitress. 

"Excuse me, ma'am?" KTI takes his hat off to speak to the lady. "Was that woman over at that table just outside?"

"Ha, yeah." The waitress replies bluntly. "She was screaming about how there are grasshoppers all over the city."

KTI looks at the waitress with a look of confusion and surprise. 

"She been drinking at all ma'am?" KTI asks

"Drinking would be an understatement of what she has been doing here." The waitress says with a laugh. 

The waitress then looks at her tray. "This is what she has been drinking" The waitress holds up the green glowing substance.

KTI then looks at the waitress with a grin

"Give me a double of whatever that is."

KTI then goes to join his friends at the table.

Sunny, dear, I'd love to be your date.  Verbal_Kint replies.

He throws back the rest of his beer, finishes whats left in her glass, grabs her hand and pulls her up with him.

So, how do we go about this then?  We just start stomping or would you care to whack some of the little buggers by dancing thru the streets?

Watching her sweet drunken face crunch up in thought, he grab her hands and starts to stand up.  Just then KTI settles his large lumbering frame down into a chair on the other side of the table. 

Hey KTI, how are you doing? Catching the waitresses eye he motions for another round of the green drinks.  Have you noticed the damn grasshoppers starting to show up in here? 

He scratches his head and tries to remember when they DID start to show up.

I was just going to take Sunny out to the streets for a little stomping, wanna join us?

Sunny finally leans over and says to Verbal...You know how to Charleston?  and commences to giggling.

Handing Sunny her drink and grabbing his he motions for KTI to join them and starts heading for the door.  Trying to keep her from bouncing off tables along the way. Casually he stomps a few grasshoppers on the way out.

Funny, he thinks, I don't remember those being here before.

Heading out thru the door, Verbal is surprised by the large number of people gathering in the streets, and by the slight swimming feeling in his head. 

This could be a hell of a party, he thinks.  He guides Sunny to the wall and leans her back against it waiting to make sure she's steady enough to start dancing and stomping the little hoppers, which somehow seem to be getting more abundant by the minute.

Leaning with her back against the wall looking at the two gentlemen Sunny stomps the ground and yells out in a drunken slur loud enough for everyone several blocks over to hear

"Stomp Stomp Stomp!!! Hurry guys there are more of them showing up every minute!! where are they coming from?? Come on every body lets get to stomping"

Just then the door open from a club across the street and the sound of Lois Armstrong can he heard belting out as Sunny grabs Verbal_Kint and KTI by the arns and start stomping the ground hard and chanting once again

STOMP STOMP STOMP

The streets are starting to fill up with on lookers and just then a big truck arrives as the back gate swings open several men pour out into the street and start passing out glasses of the green glowing liquor to all those gathered nearby

Not sure of what to do, CrazyHorse looks a bit confused at all the people stomping.

After a bit Sunny approaches him.

"Stomp these damn grasshoppers with us. C'mon it's fun."

She smells a bit like...CrazyHorse really has no name to give the smell, but he sees the fun they are having and decides to join in

Takes CrazyHorse by the arm and motions for him to look down at his feet she draws her foot up and slams it down on the ground with force and yells "Stomp" she repeats the step two more times yelling "Stomp Stomp"

turning her head watching verbal and KTI drinking big glasses of the glowing green liquid stomping and yelling at the ground she starts to giggle she nods her head at the on lookers encouraging them to join in and stomp some grasshoppers of there very own

"Come on everyone.. we have to get rid of all these little green menaces we need your help! grab a glass of liquid courage over there and see how many grasshoppers you can stomp, first one to one thousand icky gooey grasshoppers wins this!!"

Sunny reaches into her bag and pulls out a shiny six shooter with an even shinier opal handle and shows it off to the crowd with a friendly drunken smile
 

Verbal takes another drink from his glass and looks down as his feet.

Where the hell are all these little buggers coming from? he wonders.

He looks out at Sunny stomping and laughing and feels the tickle of the damn things on his legs and begins to stomp himself.

STOMP...STOMP, STOMP....

Trying to shake them off his legs and flatten as many as he can with each stomp.

I'm going to need another drink!

Phantom had received an invitation to the party in the early hours of this morning.  He was still sleeping; Phantom enjoyed staying in bed for a little bit longer and he felt extra tired because of the late night yesterday. But the knock on his door scared the life out of him, Phantom reached for his gun under his pillow. He jumped to his feet immediately, adrenaline circulated throughout his body. Despite feeling scared Phantom was smiling nervously as he pulled his gun close to himself. He carefully approached the door. Phantom knelt down beside the door handle and gazed out the key hole. He let out a huge sigh of relief; it was one of his associates holding an envelope.

Phantom swung the door open and was handed the envelope by the associate. They exchanged nods before the door closed. Phantom ripped open the envelope with his teeth and pulled the letter out, he begun to study every detail of the letter. The letter was from Sunny and it was an invitation to a party that was beginning later tonight. The letter said to bring your best stomping shoes. Phantom dropped the letter immediately and ran to his closet pulling out his stomping shoes.  He dressed himself from head to toe with his finest suit and then he slipped his foot into his shoes, right foot first and then his left.

It was still hours before the party would begin so Phantom decided to read the newspaper, flicking through each page before Phantom eyes felt heavy and in no time he slowly drifted off to sleep in the comfy chair. He woke up several hours later with the newspaper resting on his stomach. Phantom reached into his blazer pocket and pulled out his pocket watch, the party had already started. He rushed into his cabinet and grabbed his finest bottle of champagne. Phantom rushed out the door and got into his black Ford Model A and raced off to the party. Phantom stomped his feet deliberately into the party. It is always normal for Phantom to be fashionably late so he was embarrassed when everyone turned to look at him when he entered.

The party was blooming, drink was being splashed everywhere and everyone was drunk. Phantom went to the bar and ordered a round of grasshoppers for everyone and began to socialise with all the party goers. Phantom went up to KTI, Sunny and a few others who were stomping their feet like mad. The madness was enchanting, the noise roared throughout the room and Phantom joined in.

“This is real fun, I could do this all night” Phantom began to shout the word “Stomp” at the loudest his voice will allow him. The chanting by everyone was melodious. A lot of glasses of grasshoppers was spilled all the over the floor and Phantom foolishly slipped on it in front of everyone. The place erupted of laughter and it echoed off the walls. Phantom quickly got up to his feet and his face was as red as a tomato. He casually began to stomp his feet again off the floor. Hoping a few glasses grasshoppers would make him forget this embarrassment moment.  

Sunny looks up from stomping and waves hello to Phantom as he gets up from his embarrassing fall, She starts laughing so hard she snorts a little as she sees Shade race passed screaming and slapping himself silly,

She turns her attention to Verbal_Kint with an innocent smile she swings her hips hard bumping into him causing him to go flying back into KTI, Pointing she covers her mouth and chuckles she starts to say something to the two of them crumpled on the ground, but seeing the guys coming around with the drink and drugs tray, She grabs herself a big tall glass of green stuff with one hand and a twisted up joint with the other, she starts patting herself looking for her matches she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a handful of grasshoppers, Letting out a loud squeal she lets them and the joint fall to the floor and once again starts stomping frantically

"Gross gross gross nasty green gooey grasshoppers in my jacket pocket, yuck! could anything be any more disgusting.." Rambling her voice trails off as she continues to stomp stomp stomp here way through the streets

Grass hopper hunting season was in full swing lead by Sunny and her brigade of drunk and merry men. Maybe there really were grasshoppers, maybe there weren't, all the commotion though got Scarfo out to see what the fuck all the stomping was about. Plus, liquor was flowing and he did like a good drink, and more so these days.

South Philly's Phoenix Rising were doing just that, moving forward with giant leaps and bounds. A lot of new faces braced HQ, yet this newly formed bunch of Mafioso had a good vibe already. Everyone was clicking, and this allowed Scarfo time to get out and join the stomp. He approached the group with a case of liquor and plopped it down in front of the group. After removing the lid, he took a bottle of Hennessy out and found a clean area to seat his rump.

After fiddling with the lid, it popped off. Followed by a good swig, Scarfo leant back onto the dusty ground and pulled the fedora down over his face. The long day was catching up with him, and he planned to get some shut eye whilst the Family went about whatever the fuck it was that they were doing.

The vibrations through the ground were kind of soothing in a weird way. 'STOMP, STOMP, STOMP, STOMP'. The rhythm, and the feel of mother earth moving about beneath him, had Scarfo doze off. The bottle of Hennessy stood upright, next to him, with his right hand cupping the bottle. The case, still open, was but feet away. All the while people were at it, trying to clear South Philly of this grasshopper infestation. The Flapper Stomping party was in full swing!

Verbal, with drink in hand stands and watches Sunny, laughing and stomping with a small group of people.

KTI elbows him and points.

Turning Verbal sees Shade running a funny little hopping run, screaming and smacking himself.  Laughing loudly, he leans out to watch Shade run down the street.

Suddenly something slams into his thigh knocking him back into KTI. Both crash to the ground, drinks flying everywhere.

What the hell was that?  He mumbles to KTI, while pulling himself to his feet and helping KTI up.

Hey, he hollers at the guy walking around with the big tray of green drinks.

Grabbing a couple for him and KTI, he looks over and sees Scarfo sleeping on the curb.

This could be fun, he thinks as he walks over towards Scarfo. 

After being helped back up after Verbal stumbled into him. KTI grabbed one of his green drinks and turned around to see a police officer standing right in front of him. Needless to say, the police officer was not impressed by what was in front of him. 

"Hey... Hey, I am SO glad you are here occifer, do you see all these... Er, damn.. Grasshoppers all over the place. You sh... Should call for... ba.. back up so you can use those guns to.... Er.. Kill the.. the bugs.

By this time the cop tries to arrest KTI, but KTI pushes the cop over and takes off running stomping the grasshoppers as he runs away.

Sunny glances over at verbal and wonders what sneaky thing he is up to but before she can find out she sees Kill-The-Irishman being chased by a stumbling police office, She rushes over and jumps up snatching the hat off the head of the officer waves it in front of and takes off running in the other direction as she runs she yells

"STOMP STOMP STOMP"

Verbal_Kint wobbles over to where Scarfo is sleeping on the curb.  He starts to reach down for the bottle Scarfo is holding, when he sees Sunny running by with what appears to be a cop's hat on, screaming STOMP STOMP STOMP.

Turning back to Scarfo, he grabs the partially empty bottle of Hennessy and slowly pours his entire glass of the green goo into it, trying not to spill it over himself.

Putting the bottle back into Scarfo's hand he chuckles to himself.

That should loosen his shorts some, Verbal laughs. 

As he starts to head back to get another drink, he stops, wobbles a bit, reaches down and grabs a couple bottles of the Hennessy.

Need a chaser for that green stuff, he belches out, and heads back towards the door of the speakeasy. 

Smiling as he lay there on the ground, and oblivious to the happenings around him, Scarfo had dozed off into a dream. He was thinking of beating information out of someone who he had been in search of for the past few days, and had been starting to get a tad bit annoyed he was yet to find him to 'ask' the questions he had in mind.

A police officer tumbling over him jolted the drunken and dreamy mobster from his heavenly escape. He swiftly sat up and automatically drew the bottle of Hennessy to his lips, having a good drink, emptying the bottles contents. The concoction made his face scrunch up and his eyes squint. Scarfo took a good hard double visioned look at the bottle, before collapsing back down and turning to his side. He clutched the bottle close to his chest, and dozed off again.

Phantom had only just recovered from the embarrassment when he fell earlier.  Phantom was having a great time. Everyone was extremely drunk. He watched as Scarfo lay fast asleep on the curb, he was tightly gripping on the bottle of Hennessy. Phantom walked over to Scarfo and attempted to wake him. Phantom attempted to slap him in the face, to try to wake him up but Phantoms hand to eye coordination had deteriorated continuously throughout the night and after a lot of Grasshoppers. Phantom’s hand missed Scarfo face and it through Phantom off balance and once again he fell. He didn’t hit the hard floor like last time. Phantom landed on Scarfo, cushioning him from hurting himself. A loud yelp was let out by Phantom. He quickly jumped to his feet. Slightly confused and dazed.

“Sorry Scarfo, I think that is my key to go home, does anyone know exactly where we are?”

Phantom started to laugh and he walked off, staggering and swaying all over the street. Phantom had enjoyed the night and he hoped he could do this again another night.

Verbal_Kint stumbles his way back over to the entrance to the speakeasy, grabs a waitress walking by and relieves her of an entire tray of drinks.

Sliding down the wall onto the stoop, he sets all the drinks on the sidewalk next to him along with the Hennessey.  Opening the Hennessey, he takes a nice long pull and then grabs a glass of the green stuff.

He looks around to see if Sunny or KTI are around anywhere or if they're still running from the flatfoot.

Not seeing them anywhere he sighs, leans back, belches deeply and casually flicks a couple grasshoppers off his leg.  Stretching out his legs he leisurely squishes any grasshopper within reach.  STOMP....STOMP....STOMP.

He lets out a large yawn and looks around to see if he recognizes anyone around.

Just as Verbal was scanning the area to find someone he recognized he heard a familiar voice that said:

Hurry up! Get this shit in his mouth! He's a fighter! And grasshoppers are everywhere!

This peaked quite a few peoples' interest given the context of the few words spoken. 

Verbal looks over to see KTI holding down the police officer while Sunny tries to poor a big glass of the green liquid down the officers throat. 

I got it! Sunny exclaimed as she showed KTI the empty glass. KTI gets off the officer and begins running away some more and stomping more grasshoppers along the way.

Sunny jumps up and runs in the opposite direction of KTI looking back seeing the police officer getting to his feet and stumbling around as he looks a bit dazed this strange look crosses his face and his eyes widen before he to begins to slam his foot on the ground over and over and starts yelling "Stomp Stomp Stomp"

She busts out laughing and stops running she turns and grabs a glass of green liquid from a passerby and walks over to the Verbal_Kint lays passed out.. She reaches down picking up a handful of grasshoppers and stuffs them down into Verbal_Kints pocket she giggles and goes skipping off stomping grasshoppers as she skips

"This has been one hell of a party, I would like to thank everyone for coming.. don't forget to Stomp, Stomp, Stomp those grasshoppers, You have all done a wonderful job.. hic.. helping us rid our wonderful city of the gross green goofy grasshoppers.. Unfortunately I don't think they will ever be truly gone" taking a huge gulp out of her drink she smiles and points at the ground "Look there are more just popping up as I speak.. sick little green bastards!"

She staggers back against the wall and slides down to the ground with a thud her eyes roll back into her head as she mumbles softly before she passes out

"Stomp, Stomp, Stom...."