Having just got out of airport security without arising suspicion Slim_Tony makes his way to his car waiting in the airport parking lot. He drives off and heads towards his penthouse in down-town Detroit. Arriving at his destination he parks his car in his parking spot. He walks into the building and makes his way to his apartment. He walks into his place and is greeted by a drop-dead-gorgeous woman. She has brown hair, her eyes are green, and skin is a light-brown. “Hey baby, I missed you,” She says to him as she wraps her arms around his neck causing her to get on her tippie-toes. Slim_Tony answers back, his voice is warm and a little softer than normal, “Yeah, I missed you too. That‘s why I had to made stop to see you on my way back to Chicago.”

His response makes her smile, “I got my hair did. Do you like it?”

He knows it means a lot to her so he pretends he cares, “Yeah babe, I like it.”

His answers satisfies her and she becomes happy. She gives him a kiss on the lips.

Having other things on his mind Slim_Tony turns Pookie around and bens her over. Familiar with his intentions she submits to him but with one stipulation. She looks back at him, her face is serious, “Don’t get any in my hair.”

Tony nods his head and with that said he raise up her form-fitting short-dress and gets to work; time passes by, Tony busts nut and then slowly pulls out. “Alright I’m going to get in the shower. You can join me.” He says to her. Pookie lays on the bed, “You got a smoke?”

Slim_Tony pulls out his stainless steel cigar case. He opens it up and gives her one of the corona-cigars that he got from Spike’s Cigars. She puts it in her mouth. He cuts the tip off and lights it for her; while she lays resting on the bed and smoking her cigar, Tony takes a shower. He gets out of the shower and dries himself off. He walks out of the bathroom and to his closet. He puts on evening-wear. Pookie gets up from the bed and they go to his car; after a few minutes of driving, they arrive at Toby’s, an upscale restaurant. The couple make their way into the establishment and are seated by a waiter. Slim_Tony looks at the menu and thinks himself: Hmmm the Salmon Delight sounds good. Too bad they don’t have any Sangria.

After a few moments of looking at the menu a waiter comes up to the table, “Hi what can I get you two?”

Tony motions for Pookie to answers first and so she speaks up, “I would like the North Pacific Shrimp Scampi and Grilled Lobster with a bottle of your white wine.”

After she is done ordering Tony says what he wants, “Let me have the Salmon Delight and a glass of water with lemon and lime.”

The waiter quicker writes down their orders on a small note pad, “Very good.” The waiter walks off, and Slim_Tony and Pookie engage in conversation as they wait for their food . . .

Solace walks into the establishment and takes a few minutes to find a seat.  He does so after an older couple evacuates a boot against the wall.  Once in the booth he looks over the menu and waits for the waitress to come take his order.

"I'll have a glass of red wine with the porterhouse steak, cooked medium-well if you'd please." He says to her with a smile. "I will be back in a moment, if you could also just put some bread on the table for me?" 

With that he gets up and walks further into the place, mixing in with the crowd, but obviously heading toward somewhere in the rear of the building.

Once inside the restroom Solace picks a stall, goes inside, locks the door, and stands on the toilet.

"Best place to hide is inside one of these things, that way even if you make a noise you can cover it up with a flush and nobody thinks twice." He thinks to himself as he pulls out his pad and begins scribbling something down, knowing he'd have a while to wait.

Feeling his stomach rumble, Allan wanders down the street in search for a good place to eat. The aroma emitting from the building in front of him intrigued Allan, so he stepped through the door with a smile on his face. Looking around he saw a few familiar faces, but everybody he saw was already with someone. Not wanting to intrude on anyones lunch, he takes a seat in the back of the place, skimming over the menu.

Slowly walking down the street counting the money in a clip she just stole, Aizlynn stopped and took a look around. She had been in Detroit for a few days now on business and had yet to check out the local businesses. Growing hungry she spots what looks like a decent place and hurried inside. Once inside she takes a brief look around, nodding at a few people she knew, and walks over to the bar.

"May I get a glass of your finest red wine, please." She said barely loud enough for the bartender to hear. She crosses her legs and smooths out her skirt as she takes a seat on one of the stools. The young man returned with her glass and she slid some money across the bar. Taking slow long sips she takes a more in depth look around the room.

Hearing the door open, Allan looks over the top of his menu and notices an extremely beautiful young woman walk in. Summoning a waiter over, he orders a bottle of wine and slips the waiter a fifty, instructing him to give it to the woman sitting at the bar. Sitting back in his chair Allan smiles and waits for it to be delivered. A few moments later the waiter walks up to the woman and hands her the bottle, nodding slightly in the direction of Allan. 

Aizlynn accepts the bottle from the young waiter and follows his eyes to the person who sent him. Leaning forward and whispers into the waiter's ear never taking her eyes off the man. The young man hurries off and just as quickly returns with two wine glasses. Slowly she stands up and walks towards the man who sent her the wine.

"I don't think I could drink this whole bottle alone.. mind if I join you?" she asks smiling at him. Before he's even able to answer she nods to the waiter who places the glasses on the table and pours wine into each of them.

Allan chuckles to himself and replies,

"Not at all ma'am, not at all." 

Standing up, Allan pulls out a chair for the lovely lady and returns to his seat, asking the waiter for another menu. Sipping on his wine, he smiles and smacks his lips together. In his mind, there weren't too many things better than sharing a bottle of wine with a lovely lady.

"Nice to meet you ma'am, the name's Allan, Allan Quatermain". Allan extends his hand across the table. 

"I really didn't think you would offer much of a protest" she giggled softly.

Taking a seat she carefully drapes the napkin across her crossed legs. She smiles sweetly at the man as he introduces himself and offers her hand in return

"Aizlynn, Miss" pausing briefly after emphasizing on the Miss. "Aizlynn Lombardi" . Withdrawing her hand from his she takes the menu from the waiter and thanks him before looking over it.

"Have you been here before Mr. Quatermain?" she asks, peering at him over the top of the menu.

Allan chuckles to himself, a half smirk on his face. 

"Please Miss Lombardi, call me Allan. I was actually just passing through when my rumbling stomach told me it was time to eat, I stopped in at the first place I saw. I've never been here before, but it seems like a nice enough place."

Allan finishes his glass of wine and pours his glass half full.

"The wine's decent enough anyway, and I'm hoping the food will be too."

Looking over the menu, the thought lines become prominent on his face as he debates what to order.

"If you don't mind me asking, what brings you to Detroit?"

Aizlynn takes a sip of her wine, closes her eyes savoring the taste.

"Allan it is then" she smiles, blushing lightly "I am doing a bit of business here, hopefully finding time for a little pleasure as well. What brings you to the fine city of Detroit?"

She lays the menu on the table and focuses on Allan, no longer interested in what the restaurant has to offer. Leaning forward a bit she listens to him attentively.

Noticing Aizlynn was done with her menu, he sets his down as well, waiting for the waiter to come take their order. Pulling out a cigar he offers one to her, though by the looks of her he doubted that she smoked. Adjusting himself in his seat he fidgets, unsure of what to say to her question. It was simple enough really, he'd been hired to kill someone who resided in Detroit, but he couldn't very well go around and tell her that. Pausing for a moment he smiles and replies,

"I'm actually here on business as well! I need to pick up a few things from a friend who owns a shop down here before I return to New York. Where is it that you hail from?"

Revolt walks in, and takes a look around, scoping out a good hiding place.

Don't mind me.

He looks around once more before darting back into the darkness and hides behind the bar.

*Lilly walks in and sits at the bar and notices the young man hiding behind the bar and leans over the bar and whispers*

Hey there

*smiles at the man and sits back down and motions for the bartender*

Hello Sir. I would like a shot of vodka, please

Kriminal walks in, sulking because of his father's death.

My dad left me a fortune, and I am going to honor him for it.  Please serve up the best wine in the house you've got.

MrClean walks in the lounge.

Hey toby nice place you have here man

hey i like 2 cheese burgers with large order of fries

and a beer please

JasonBourne walks into the lounge and up to the bar

Beer please

make that 2

Puff walks into the restaurant was quickly stopped by a tall man in red, He was the table greeter he sat Puff down then called on a waiter to take his order. Puff asked for a coke to drink and order a Grilled Lobster with a side lemon, Then a Porter House Steak, Then last a glass of Whiskey. He enjoyed his food order a other glass Whiskey before he went to go pay for his stuff.

Earl walks into the lounge,looks for a seat,and then hangs his coat on the chair and sits donw to look at  the menu.

*Earl looks at the menu and decides he want a Porter House Steak with mashed taters and  a glass of red wine.*