Detroit needed something a little darker. The Motor City was starting to thrive again, people from all around the globe were visiting and the City needed a new venue for those interested in the most exquisitive of delights.

'The Devils Advocate' catered to all but its unique feature was daring to offer beverages that were most certainly deemed as unusual and with enterainment which would capture the eyes of the audience. Various cocktails named after the most notorious fiends were listed on the menu, drinks containing tequila and absinthe to truly warp the minds of the buyers and open their souls to allow them to enjoy the fire eaters and exotic dancers to their full potential.

The bar was kitted out in a dark theme with the bottles behind the bar being held within cages. The staff although dressed eligently, had ripped sleeves and even the male members of the team could be seen with dark liner beneath their eyes to make the red contact lenses all the staff wore stand out more.

This place was definately not for the faint of heart. Those who wanted to have an evening to remember though, knew that this was the place to be.

Memnoch sat at the bar, enjoying his flourescent green absinthe beverage, wondering what this night would offer.

Taking a few steps off the main stage after the crowd had clapped from her public dance, Santanico headed straight towards the two people waiting in the wings of the stage in a hushed fashion. With a giant yellow snake on her shoulders, she used her palms to lift the base of it up before the two assistants took the snake away. With a deep sigh, she stretched out her neck a little before massaging the back of her neck with her own palm. After the dance was done this was the hardest part for her, the recovery stage. Dancing and playing the part for people was the easiest. 

Glancing over to the bar, she let out a soft groan before beginning to head towards it. Straightening her back a little, she smiled to the passerbys in the club who greeted her before she eventually got to her destination. "Ugh. A beer. Please." she said to the bartender with a small smile before humping herself onto one of the barstools. After doing the same thing over and over, she was bound to be tired. When the bartender brought her a drink, she nodded and smiled a little before taking a sip of it. That sip of what felt like heaven every single night. 7 days a week.

Seeing Santanico sit down at the bar, he smiled to the bartender and nodded.

"Her drinks are all on the house"

The flood of customers he received, he knew that many of them not only enjoyed the atmosphere that 'The Devils Advocate' offered, but that Santanico was also a big influence on that. Her routine was nothing short of sensational. Deciding to make his way over, he pulled up a stool and sat down next to her.

"You are looking tired but I know that a few beers and you are eager to get going again! How was the crowd tonight? Everything go smoothly?"

Glancing over to @Memnoch as she noticed he sat a stool down next to her, she gave him a soft smile before taking another sip. "Oh, hey boss. You know I like to have a drink before I communicate. That shit is exhausting sometimes." She chuckled softly before moving her stool closer to him, dragging her drink along the bar with her. The music got pretty loud so it was hard to hear sometimes.

Smiling softly at his questions, she gave him a soft shrug. "It went smoothly, I just think a new routine is in order. You know I love that routine but these regulars have seen it hundreds of times." Chuckling softly, she glanced round the bar casually. The place was packed and the crowd was getting ready to see a group of dancers. She was the only singular dancer though the club held a lot of talent, she was just widely known for her intense dances.

"So what you think boss? You enjoy it?" She grinned, glancing back to him before tilting her head.

Ordering the next round for her, he listened and noticed a few members of the packed crowd talking amongst themselves and still in awe of her even when her routine was finished.

"Did I enjoy it? Well we both know that I think you are truly gifted @Santanico. It seems you have managed to build quite the cult following here. Let's just say that business has been booming since you came in to work for us here. The other entertainment acts offer the unusual, but yours is certainly the most hypnotic."

Lifting his glass, he pondered for a moment before downing the alcohol in one swift motion. Placing the glass back down, he tilted his head to the side as he smiled in her direction.

"Ya know, I think that we need to give you a raise. I dont think wages would quite cut it though. Perhaps we could discuss some form of a shared ownership later? How does that sound? Your value to me needs to be made very clear. I think there is a great deal more that you have to offer. Look at this crowd, they hate it when your act ends, even though they have seen your routine so much. We need to expand on that I think."

He could see she was still a little tired but that her attention was on point as always. Placing his hand on her shoulder, he showed his appreciation for her efforts.

"Tonight your work is done, how about we just relax? The bar is open for you and if you need anything more, it shall be done. Why don't we chill in the VIP section and watch some of the other acts?"

Whistling to the security in attendance, he made it clear he needed the reserved section open for Santanico and himself.

"Care to join me?"

"That's what I like to hear." She said to him with a wink before chuckling, putting the beer bottle to her lips before taking a sip. "I'm just glad people still have an interest in this kinda dance, ya know? And places like this still exist. It's exactly what Detroit needed and I am thankful to have some part of it." She said before smiling. 

Listening to him speak, she grinned softly at his offer. "You're too kind, you know I love this place. That would be something definitely worth talking about, I think I can bring in a little more business if I were to get on the inside too." she told him, taking another sip.

"Yes, another night over. No offense but thank fuck." she chuckled softly. "Sure thing, let's go!" she said excitedly before grabbing her drink and shifting off the stool into standing. She headed towards the security guard and gave him a gentle nod before heading inside the curtains. She normally had access to everywhere else but never had the time to just...watch the other acts. She glanced and passed them by but never fully watched or even really spoke to any of the other performers.

With the next act lined up, he made sure that the VIP area was perfect for its latest guest. The red velvet sofas gave a picturesque view of the stage and it had its own mini bar. Of course, due to Santanico being the guest of honour for today, a bucket filled with ice and a bottle of champagne was promptly brought over by the VIP sections Manager. Memnoch stood up and with a quick strong twist of his grip, he sent the cork hurling across the air, lifting one of the flutes to begin pouring.

Offering a glass to Santanico, he then quickly filled his own before making a toast.

"Detroit has grown recently but we are still in a very infant stage. This club is the first offering that I have personally been able to make but lets see what the future brings." He smiled, taking his first sip.

"So tell me Santanico, what do you think of the entertainment so far? Is this business something you could see yourself having a very 'hands on' role in? Being involved in the background side of things? Perhaps having a club of your own one day?"

Santanico let out a soft feared chuckle once he had popped the cork, clearly not expecting it. Taking the glass from him, she nodded her head softly. Slouching more back into her seat as she watched the entertainers perform, in top A class seats, she smiled softly at his words.

"I have a feeling Detroit will build it's own empire, plenty of new businesses seem to be popping up but you're right, this club is by far one of the most popular." she said, chuckling softly before taking a little sip of her drink. 

"The entertainments great, I never really took the time to appreciate other forms of dancing. Maybe I could add some of it in new routines" she said to him, pondering a little before taking another sip. "Hmmm maybe, I mean being the face and the brains always seemed ideal for me. I always did bits and bobs around this place, think you'd be lost without me if I did open my own." she said, chuckling softly before smiling at him gently.

Relaxing further back into the red sofas, he listened and grinned.

"You are right, we would certainly miss you here but that doesn't mean it needs to be a complete stop. You could still perform here and make things perhaps a bit more extravagent for a single nights performance, perhaps once a week or something. A lady like you shouldn't be tied down to one particular club, your skills need to be displayed to a larger volume of people, you should be seen by eyes all over the country. I feel like we are being selfish by having you perform for only our customers."

Looking around, he smiled seeing how busy the venue was tonight. It was only a weekday but it was still a packed out crowd who had shown up. The music was loud and the drinks were flowing constantly, the bar staff on their feet and certainly earning their days wage. The variety of cocktails meant people were seen leaving the bar with a vast array of different coloured beverages, their faces gleaming as they reviewed the drinks menu with their friends, discussing whom would try what new strange and unique cocktail.

Turning back to Santanico, he noticed her glass almost empty so took this opportunity to re-fill it.

"I think you will do amazing. You have everything needed to create something similar to what we have here. To manage both sides of the coin as they say, be the main attraction whilst also being the shot caller for the business. I have some funding tied up here but my assets would allow me to potentially assist you on a much greater scale soon. There is much that goes on behind the scenes that alot of people don't realise. How about one night this week, you take the night off from the performance and work alongside me? Perhaps we can give you your own office space and a few people to keep an eye on? No doubt all the patrons will still be watching you and waiting for you to jump onto the stage and do your thing, thats part of the fun though hey, keep em guessing!" He chuckled and winked at her playfully.

Chuckling softly, she nodded as she finished off the small bit of liquid she had left in her glass as she listened to him finish speaking.

"You're too kind, sir. But how about this. Perhaps it will make profits even higher than they already are. How about auditions, for dancers who dance a similar way to me, use it in a group routine? After or before me, of course. I won't be included. We could hold auditions either in this bar or somewhere else." she suggested, raising her eyebrows as she nodded to him in thanks for refilling her drink.

Glancing around the bar when he did, she glanced to the busy customers who couldn't see them back, for that was one of the perks of the VIP area. They were all enjoying the nightlife along with the girls moving to the beat, it was certainly a night to remember regardless of it only being a weekday. 

"You have done a good job here though, the dark theme is surely appreciated. I think all clubs should be like this." she said, smiling brightly as she took another sip.

Grinning at his joke, she chuckled. "Sounds good to me, gosh! that'll be different. Something tells me there's more to this place and you that is more than erotic dancers and ale." she whispered, leaning in a little more to him. "Maybe more of an...underground vibe?" she raised her eyebrows before winking, pressing the glass to her lips for a second before taking a sip. "Guess I'll find out next week." she added.

As she spoke, he listened intently to her ideas. She had a well thought out mind, a way with words and a charisma which many of the punters would never get to see. He was impressed.

"My my, you certainly are the smart one aren't you. Yes, you would be correct. Getting a place like this, funding for it, promotions, stock, protection, these things come to those who have what we would call 'connections'. Detroit has often found itself involved in the underground side of things, a friend of a friend style of protection you could say. I won't go into more details as this isn't the time nor the place. However, do good by me and I will ensure you have many new opportunties made available to you Santanico. Ones which will see you go on to become famous, or maybe the correct term would be infamous." His expression showed one of a darker smirk this time.

Lifting his glass, he began to consume the champagne once more, the chilled liquid flowing easily as he tilted his head back and savored every drop of it.

"As for the dancers, that is certainly something I would be happy to explore. I have never been one to judge them in a very technical way though, only bearing witness to them from more of the entertainment side" He winked. "Perhaps if we plan on opening up the recruitment, you could come in during the day to help with casting your eye over the auditions? Your input would no doubt serve to be quite valuable due to your expertise in this field."

A few of the bouncers could be seen talking to a man near the back, someone who had apparently not understood the boundaries which were imposed on the general public in a place like this.

"You see that man over there? He leaned closer to her, pointing in the direction of the burly men who were exercising their force. "This is something you would soon need to learn more about too. Those who break the rules, they need to be informed in a way that prevents it happening again."

Osiris entered The Devils Advocare Bar with a few bodyguards. He instantly liked the vibe and took a seat at one of the round booths in the back. A server approached the table and everyone ordered their drinks. Osiris got himself a couple shots of whiskey and some cola. He also ordered a few appetizers to go with the drinks.

As everyone enjoyed themselves, Osiris rolled a joint, before lighting it he asked the owner,

"Excuse me, is smoking allowed?"

Twisting in her seat a little, she grinned softly at his hushed tone even below the music. Taking another sip of her drink, almost emptying is, she stretched out her arm with angelic eyes so he could pour her another before chuckling softly. Nodding seriously this time, she shrugged. 

"I've no desire to be famous. I desire to be powerful." She told him, glancing back to the bar before moving her view upon the dancers on stage as she waited for a response, her Mexican accent showing a little more once she spoke.

"I'd be happy to do the auditions, I suppose an experienced erotic dancer would be better than a normal... dancer." She paused for a second between those two words, chuckling to herself a little more as she took another sip, watching as the dance went on in front of them both. Both up front and centre.

As he began to whisper, she raised her eyes and glanced in the direction where he pointed. Tilting her head, she watched the happenings before her before shrugging. "I knew there was something about you." She told him, winking softly as she sat back into her seat, pretending she hadn't seen anything.

Rev was in the bar enjoying the drink which was bartender's recommendation .Wasn't sure about what is inside but i was in a dark purple color and he loved dark colors but he wasn't into red lenses which waiters had.He was in love with the atmosphere , finally someone who has the same taste with me  he thought.Glancing over the stage there were two women one in a cop costume other one as a inmate dancing together.With an erotic taste of course.You could understand who are the regulars and who aren't.Regulars were chill just enjoying their drinks and dancers from far but non-regular were like horny old mans.Leaning on to the stage , throwing money to dancers with their mouths open like a sweating dog.

When he finished his drink he ordered for another and made his way to the mans room.There were a couple of people arguing  about something three of them was bouncers , one other man in a white coat and a dark brown fedora.They started to shake the man a little bit and someone up from the stairs told them to stop with a high voice.He turned his to that direction and he saw Memnoch with a beautiful lady next to him.

Memnoch recognized Rev's face and invited him to have a chat.Rev brushed his hair with his hand and tuck his shirt into his pants and went up to the stairs.Gave the lady a kind nod and went for a handshake with Memnoch.

''Great joint you got here but there is always a room for improvement eh ? If you are interested i am willing to share my ideas.If you don't we can just chat and drink'' Rev said .Sat on the couch , put one of his legs to rest on the other and took out a cigar from his coat.

HerbalTheLeaf steps into the bar, stopping at the entrance as he wipes the brim of his Stacy adams Fedora with the tip of his finger. Yes feeling good and ready to relax for a bit and unwind. He scans the area as he taps his feet to the nice rhythm looking for a location to post up. Spotting a lonely booth HTL walks over and before taking a seat he makes a quick stop at the bar.

A shot of Martell please, and I’ll be right over there, you can’t miss me. Cool?  Thank you

He tips his hat as he walks over and takes a seat. He reaches into his inner breast pocket and pulls out a cigar filled with Herb. Before lighting it he waves it under his nose enjoying the fresh aroma. He lights it and takes a few tokes, as he pauses for a moment to enjoy the elegant sativa patiently waiting for his drink. While waiting he spots a few associates that he has met. As they make eye contact they exchange respectful nods in acknowledgment.

As he remained in the booth alongside Santanico, he noticed a few familiar faces arrive to partake in the evenings drinks and entertainment. Raising his hand, he signalled for one of his managers to come over to see him.

"Those 3 gentlemen over there, please ensure that they are given drinks on the house, tell them its a gift from Management. Please also inform -Osiris- and HerbalTheLeaf that all forms of smoking is permitted but nothing harder than that. We need to ensure that whilst this place caters for certain types, we still do have limits in place. I don't want those fucking feds on my ass. See to it that Revenger is given a few cigars as well, I know he loves them"

Turning back to Santanico, he smiled and nodded.

"Sorry about that, just needed to take care of something. A lady that wants power over fame, I was definately right about you. There is a reason that you pull in so many customers and whilst yes, you are a master at your class, it's something more. You have an edge, a noticable will to excel and drive for more. This is something subtle that they probably don't notice but it entices them, they need to see more."

Lifting the champagne bottle which was coming to an end, he re-filled her glass before topping up his own.

"Would you care for beers after this? A switch from this gassy stuff?"

Looking over towards one of the bar staff, he waved them over in preparation for whatever alcoholic needs she had next.

"In terms of me, yes, there is more to the life I lead than just being the owner of this outlet. There is alot that I do behind the scenes which, for now, needs to remain there. However, I forsee you being extremely important in the future of this city Santanico. I want to see you unlock your mind, not only your body. Your body captures, boy does it capture." He winked. "However, I know that you are special, I know that together, we can create something new and exciting. The question is, would you be able to allow yourself to experience the more criminal side of life? I have alot of connections who, lets just say, keep me out of trouble with the law enforcement. That protection would also extend to protect you."

He held his champagne flute in the air, slowly spinning it in a clockwise rotation as he looked at her and waited in anticipation for her response.

The sounds were good, and the atmosphere had just the right aroma. Sitting patiently HTL waits for his drink, taking a pull off the lit cigar he exhales in a fashion of relaxation. Sometime the hustle can be rough out here, and to be able to relax and let your shoulders down for a moment is always appreciated. Listening to the music he steadily scans the scene. Earlier speaking with @PhatCatKnuckles about meeting at the bar, of course we would see everyone else there. He says to himself.

“What is the next big thing?”

As he sits in patience the server approaches with his drink. HTL nods to the server, and tosses server a tip.

“Can you bring back a bottle of Hennessy as well with a few glasses, I am meeting an associate, he should be arriving soon.?”

HTL sits and takes a sip of his drink. The server making their way back to the bar HTL looks up and sees Memnoch, and Revenger across the room. Holding his drink up he gestures a toast.

Rev asks Memnoch again after taking the last puff from his cigar '' Do you want to hear my ideas to improve this place? Look i got a business with DonVincenze we get people from foreign countries.Mostly hoes but if you want something different we can find you some.Like you and your girl Santanico talked about.I will find dancers , real ''exotic'' dancers for you to make auditions .If your girl and you don't like their talents we can always use them as hoes so there is no capital loss.And you wont need to pay them too much because they don't have the guts to ask for a raise.Believe me i know they can't do shit.At least not with their fake passports for getting in the States.'' follows with a loud laugh.

''So are you interested ? I can always use another business partner .'' Rev asked to Memnoch

Lushy walks into "The Devils Advocate bar" the name had caught her eye, she wasn't too familiar with Detroit, just stopping by for business and then heading back to New York.....

     Noticing the patrons as she walks in, she nods and casually strolls up to the bar and takes a seat, tapping her French manicured nails on the bar top until the bartender notices her. giving a pouty smile she placed cash on the table. "Give me your finest rose wine." relaxing a little bit Lushy takes in the atmosphere, it was different from her typical snooty joint back home with everyone dressed to the nines, gossiping and flashing their riches. Checking out the wait staff she began to wonder where her drink was....