After some noodles from the noodlebar, Jasmine met up with KingRevan and dragged him out to the Detroit Solace Nightclub with her. She loved a good dance but wouldn't go alone. That's what her trusty right hand was for, wasn't it? To be the plus one you need on a spur of the moment occasion? 

He wasn't very pleased about it but come along anyways. Walking through the door, KingRevan in tow, Jasmine was instantly lead to a table by the waitress. She ordered two drinks for them both and a round of shots. Jasmine loves a good party when in the mood. She invited BudKnight and Chase along too. Looking around for BlackPanther- , she couldn't find him again. Maybe he is upstairs she thought. Calling over the waitress, Jasmine asked her to bring BlackPanther- over to their table. 

While Jasmine waited she downed the shots and had the urge to dance. She stands up and sways back and forth to the music. 

Jasmine greets BlackPanther- with  a hug and sits down to sip some champagne. He proceeds to tell her about the missing $40,000, to which Jasmine is astonished. 

"Well, I just don't know. How could that much go missing without a trace? You will have to get your investigative skills on to find it. Do you have any leads?" 

That moment a jazz musician started to play his saxophone and Jasmine began to sway back n forth. BlackPanther- took this opportunity to ask her for a dance. He stands up infront of her and asks for a dance and holding his hand out for hers. Jasmine quite happily accepts and takes his hand...

After hearing the shocking news from BlackPanther that a new starter has been stealing money from him. In her eyes, anything stolen from him is something stolen from her. Her eyes twitched as he whispered the devastation into her ear. 

Jasmine twirled away from BlackPanther- as she tells him she will he right back. He sits down taking a sip of his drink. Off she strolled to one of her bodyguards. She whispers into his ear, she nods and winks before returning to her table. Upon returning she takes BlackPanther- by the hand and pulls him up for a second dance. As she swings in and out and twirls beneath his arm she sees as Timmy her bodyguard  forcefully marches the thieving tealeaf outside. 

Elias fancied wetting his alcohol appetite for an evening, it was long overdue after all..he picked up the phone to Maggie & Kris_Kringle and invited them both to join him at the Detroit Solace Nightclub, owned by the popular Mafioso BlackPanther.. They both agreed and decided to all meet at 21:00 sharp..

As all three of them walked in they were greeted by the man himself, BlackPanther, he carried himself in a respectable way, and had a fantastic reputation in this world for his social circles...'it's great we have a place to finally get drunk and enjoy every moment!' said Elias before shaking his hand respectfully..

BlackPanther ushered them to a table where all three of them sat down, and Elias ordered a large bottle of bourbon Whiskey, his favourite! 'This ones on me guys' said Elias and he poured out three glass tumblers.. So what's this search operation all about...?

Flexx was in Detroit, for business yes, but there was always time to kick back and relax. After a short meet with an associate, Flexx and his guard Taga make there way to the Nightclub to relax and let it all just hang out for a sec. Taga had rolled a few blunts for the night ahead, and they were ready to go. They pull up to the club and enter. The music was just at the right pace. not too crazy, and not too slow. Flexx tips his hat at the doorman as he walks in. He walks over to the bar and takes a seat waiting for the tender to take his drink order. As he waits he takes a look at the scene, there were familiar faces and everyone seem to be enjoying themselves. The tender approaches. 

"Let me get a bottle of cognac with a few glasses, with some ice. we will be over at that booth there. Oh and let BlackPanther- know I am here."

They make their way over to the booth and take a seat, Flexx and Taga fire up a few blunts to start the night as they wait for their drink. 

The sun has gone down and Mynnes left the park to nip back to the hotel she was staying at. "It's Friday night" she grumbled as she made her way into her room. She was restless, she simply was not yet ready to call it a night. She decided that the only thing for it was to hit the town, to see what there was to do. It had been a while since she had been drinking in Detroit so decided to make an effort by getting dressed up for the evening. She got herself sorted and placed on her favourite dressed and shoes, before finally adding a little bit of makeup and perfume. She was ready at last to go.

She made her way through the districts until she could hear music and noticed people were entering a club, so she went on over to investigate it. Detroit Solace Nightclub it was called, as Mynnes entered the establishment. 

As she got into the club she could see how alive the place was. People were doing a mix of several things, some were dancing, some were watching the strippers and some were simply hovering around the bar. "That's me!" she thought to herself as she noticed people at the bar and headed in the direction of it. She got to the bar and tried her hardest to get noticed amongst the crowds until she was "Double Vodka and lemonade, Oh and 2 shots of tequila please" she shouted to the barman so that he could hear her. She got out the money to pay the barman as he got her drinks ready and placed them in front of her "Chears!" she shouted to him as she picked up the tequila one at a time to take down. She felt her throat burn as it spread down into her chest "Now that's the stuff" she said to herself as she picked up her vodka to go find somewhere to sit.

As Mynnes made her way through the crowds to find somewhere to sit down she bumped into BlackPanther-, who seemed to be mixing up the way she is trying to dodge through people as dancing. "What the hell" she said to him as she wondered if she should have had a few more shots of drink first. 

"OUCH" she said as she then giggled when he stepped on her foot and apologised, blaming the drink at the same time "It's okay, I would rather sit and watch others do this so-called thing called dancing" she said jestingly as they went to sit down to drink some Champagne.

After a while her head was spinning a bit, so she decided it was time to head off "Thanks for the laughter and drinks" she said to him as she went on her way leaving Detroit Solace Nightclub.

Somny wanting a good nigth out was heading towards the solace nigthclub, but suddenly he spotted ther cops crawling all over the place and turned around and walked the other way in a fast pace.

The nightclub was back lit up and had loud music, It must be back open for business.  Apache walks into the nightclub. He was seeing a lot of people dancing. They did not dance like they did back home. Here they were more loose maybe it was the alcohol that was involved. Apache goes to the bar and sees a beautiful young blond woman. She walks over to him and grabs a glass.

”I’ll just take a Vodka, top shelf if possible. No chaser!”

Apache is a daily drinker. The lady looked at him like he was crazy but still remained to pour the grade A Vodka in the glass.

”Do you want it on the rocks? That will be $6!”

Apache reached in his pocket and pulled out a 100 dollar bill, slid it on the counter.

”Just keep them coming!”

Apache gave the bartender a wink and started drinking the strong beverage.