The godmother of Los Angeles arrived in Detroit a few hours ago. However, she was planning to open a new business in this city since some good time and was therefore in talks with a few businesspeople over there, that could already start planning it and potentially build it. She selected a few candidates and interviewed each of them. Every single one of them presented their plan of what it could look like and how long they would need to open it. In the end, she chose one that required a bit longer time but presented an excellent building blueprint. That person was also very passionate, about the ideas that he showed. Today was finally the grand opening of the new disco in Detroit.

It is quite a large building, not too far away from the library and a few restaurants. The opening time is at 10 pm, and some people are already waiting for a long time. The logo of the building is a large white angel, next to one woman that is dancing on a pole on the left side. The same is true for the right side. Two security guards are standing in front of the entrance with the red carpet and thoroughly checking everyone before they can enter. They do their security checks but also rapid scan for appropriate clothing. While people do not have to dress their absolute best, they still have to look good. There is no entrance fee at all. However, it requires people to be adults. Underaged people are strictly forbidden until they reach this point in their life.  

The first thing that people can see after they make it through security is a stand, where they can leave their coats, jackets and other desired pieces of clothes for the cheap fee of one pound. If they choose to do so, they get a ticket with a number in return and have to present this to get their possession back. Three people are working on this stand, so no one has to wait too long before it is their turn. If they choose to continue, they see a big door, with the painting of a man and woman who are holding onto each other and kissing onto it. The man is wearing a tuxedo, while the woman wears a red dress. Pushing that door would reveal the true disco. It is enormous and has a circular design with a big dance floor right in the middle and a DJ on the far right corner. The bar that sells drinks is on the left side of the room, and the restrooms, as well as the restaurant, are on the right side. The holder of VIP tickets has comfortable seats with a large selection of drinks that have been preselected for them right in front of them. It is costly with 100 dollars for one night, but it can be split up to a maximum of six people per one of those tables so not too bad. It is only bad if someone pays for it all alone.

The music is very loud and it is generally rather dark with some lights shining here and there, especially on the dance floor. While there is a large selection of songs, the current one is of the electronic category. The disco also has a second floor where people can go and dance if the first one becomes too crowded. The second floor is however not circular but merely a large and wide room where music is playing. As it is the grand opening something special was planned as well. This should, however, not be the only special event no: The disco has many special events planned throughout the year.

For this evening and late throughout the night, there are however five women standing in front of the DJ wearing kimonos, that are very revealing and dancing in front of him. Sometimes they also go onto the main stage or bring the holders of the VIP tickets their drinks and give them kisses on the cheeks. They are even dancing around with their fans, switching between a dirty dancing and a traditional style. Depending on the rhythm of the music, that the DJ plays. His very abrupt change in styles for a few moments generally serve as a reminder. 

The godmother chairwoman of Los Angeles, Sabrina is also wearing her red dress, her black heels and wears her hair in a ponytail. She used her red lipstick before too. It is very rare to see her dressed up like this. She is indeed up for a night full of fun and cannot wait for the people to come in, while she is sitting on a VIP table right next to the DJ which she did of course not pay for at all. She was very sure, that she would go dance a bit later as well
 

KenoN had received an invitation from the Godmother Sabrina herself to attend to her new disco on the grand opening day. The man did his best to look good for the occasion, what was kind of hard for him, as he looked like a weirdo because of his pale skin. He had donned his best white shirt, a jeans and a good pair of boots.

As he enters the interior of the disco, past the security, he looks around, amazed. KenoN wasn't much of a person who attends to this kind of places/gatherings but he really liked what Sabrina had done with the place. He walks towards the security of the VIP and gets his VIP Ticket out of his pockets and hands it to him. "Good evening, mate." He says that as the man nods and lets him in.

KenoN looks around for the bar and finds it, he approaches the bar, rummaging through his pockets for money. He takes 150$ and places it in front of the barkeeper. "Give me a bottle of your best whiskey, aye?" The barkeeper takes the 150$ and heads to the licor stand. He takes a big bottle and hands it to KenoN. The pale man grabs the bottle, gives the barkeeper a little smile then heads to find a good, lonely seat.

He finds just the perfect place, not too crowded, but also not so far away from other people, he cracks up the bottle and takes a sip and stays looking at the disco dance floor, seeing the kimono girls dancing.

Sabrina continues to enjoy her time, as the first clients are slowly but surely walking in and the well-paid staff members are also getting ready to do their jobs. It does not take long at all before the bartender gets busy with a little crowd of people already asking for alcoholic drinks to lighten their mood and loosen their inhibitions as well.

The godmother chairwoman is sitting on the seat as she is watching all the people and she also invited a few people to come and visit her disco if they have the time that is. She could perfectly understand if not, after all, she is also busy quite a lot of times. The security gives KenoN a little look and nods his heads as he enters.  They quickly allow him to come in as he showed them the VIP ticket.

The barkeeper has his hands full, so a colleague steps in and looks at the 150 dollars in front of him, laying on the table. It is a lot of money, but nothing that they would not expect here. He says '' One-sec dude'' as he turns around and looks at his large selection of whiskey. He chooses a very old one that has been imported from England and puts it right in front of him  ''There ya go lad. Probably the best one you will ever drink in your life. Enjoy'' before turning his attention to the customer to the next of KenoN.

While it is is indeed not so crowded yet, more and more people are storming in. It is almost midnight, but the staff planned for the peak time being between just past midnight and maximum at one in the morning and that is where things will get crazy as the customers had enough time to warm up. Sabrina can see KenoN from afar and is undoubtedly pleased that he came. She raises one hand in hopes that he will see her.

Mangler steps off the commercial plane and collects his belongings from the airport, he flags down a cab and quickly heads to the hotel to off-load his stuff. Putting on his black suit and bow-tie he takes a final look in the mirror clearly too pressed to ensure that his looks are good rather than being on time.  Seeing as he's stepping up in the world from when he once begun as a dockworker that happened to catch KenoN's eye he understood the importance of looking good on a night out; shame that it normally ended in a fist fight or tears, but hey that's what a good night all entails, right? 

When he finally feels he looks the part he begins the short walk from the hotel to the Disco. Glancing up at the sign he allows a moment of pride to wash over him. Stepping in the doorway he leaves his coat with the clerk, leaving a couple dollars tip. He feels unfamiliar without his weapon strapped under his left arm but none the less he feels protected in the establishment. Pulling out his money clip he pays for the private booth, it's costly but un-surprisingly with the work he's been putting in recently he could afford it. Whilst being escorted over to his booth he bumps into KenoN.

"Don KenoN, what a pleasure it is seeing you here; glad I'm not the only Angel. The Godmothers got a nice joint in 'ere ay?"  He'd shake KenoN's hand with a familiarity that shows it's not all about respect but there's something of admiration there. He still remembers where KenoN found him. 

"I'm off to my booth Don KenoN, if you need somewhere to take the weight off your feet it's only up there." Mangler would point before being escorted back up to his booth.

He'd walk past the Godmother of LA and stop, a small crease forms on his lips as he see's the Godmother dressed all in red, he blinks twice ensuring that he doesn't stare. He moves over towards her, taking her right hand as he kisses her knuckles out of pure respect. "Godmother, what a wonderful establishment you have here." He'd await for her response before finally ending up in the VIP booth, raising his arm to attract the attention of one of the working girls so he can order a drink.

KenoN is sitting in his couch enjoying some good booze and good music. He takes a long sip of his whiskey and looks in the direction where he last saw Sabrina, she was waving at him, so he waves back at her, sending a warm smile.

Some time after that, he sees his former crew mate in the Carta Monastery approaching, he quickly gets on his feet and says: "Mangler!" Extending his arm and shaking the former dock worker hands.

He listens to the man and answers: "Aye, pretty good place. I don't like so much these kind of parties but this one feels pretty welcoming." He takes another sip of his whiskey, listening to Mangler talk again.

"Alright, mate. Don't party too hard, you still need to get home! Hah!" He says, giggling. As he sees Mangler heading to his booth, he sits again on the couch, remembering the good times. He takes another long sip and starts looking around. He notices that his vision is already a little murky. KenoN might be a little, but just a little drunk.

What an evening and night. The place is getting more and more crowded, and she is delighted, that she is not all alone here. While she can easily deal with that and enjoy a night out alone, it is indeed always better to have people, that you know when going out. Makes everything more comfortable and you do not need to try to find a way to socialise with strangers. The security guards do not spend much time eyeing Mangler at all as he was dressed very well and exactly how they find appropriate, so he is pretty much immediately let in, as soon as he is the one in the line.

The DJ is playing the music louder than before but completely changing styles to more of an R&B song now while the two women are climbing on the table in front of him and dancing around. Sometimes even touching each other for a little while and dancing together while holding each other in arms. Some people cheer them on by whistling or by shouting. A good number of males are however just total perverts and watching the show of the beautiful woman, with revealing clothes dancing in front of them, what else is to be expected of them?

She sees KenoN waving back at her, and this guy is quite easy to see in the dark with how pale he is. Certainly fitting. Plus he is wearing a white shit, almost matching his skin tone (well not as extreme but still) so that made it even easier to spot him quickly. He is a very good guy, but with his skin, he can strongly be recommended to go out more often during the day and get some sun, instead of being a vampire. He is also giving him a warm smile, and she can only return the smile, waving with her hand to maybe come towards her. That is if he is not too drunk, because you know... that would be no surprise.

Mangler is also walking towards her and stops. She is happy to see him here and immediately sits up to also show her respect to him, rather than sitting on the comfortable seat like a sloth. That tends to happen when it is too comfortable at some points. She smiles at him as he kisses the knuckles of her right hand and he lets her do so.  ''Thank you very much, Mangler. I also have to say, that I am very pleased to see you here and you are also dressed nicely'' she adds, as the man proceeds to go to his place which is just next to her. Sabrina sees the women dancing like this and has to raise her eyebrows, they are going all out, but hey they are doing a great show business and performance wise.

KenoN sees Sabrina retrieving the smile, so he decides to socialize a little. He gets up and places the whiskey bottle on the ground, next to his couch and heads towards her.

As he walks, he takes a look around, the place is getting really crowded, normally this is the time that he goes home, but today he doesn't want to. He looks at the booth were Mangler is having a drink and waves at him, considering joining the man for some booze and a little chat later in the night.

"Hello, Godmother. Looking beautiful as usual, eh?" Says him to Sabrina when he gets close, nodding in respect and admiration. "Nice place you got here, and I mean it as I'm still here, hah!" He says, giving a little laugh.

The woman continues to look into KenoN´s direction and sees him slowly walking into her path. To her pleasure of course, as she wanted to have a conversation with him and generally spend a little bit of time with her. Plus Mangler is also next to her in his VIP booth. One of the women that go around to hand out drinks as well as collect the empty bottles laying around on the tables. She looks at the man and asks him what he would like to drink. She seems to be quite stressed, which is understandable considering her working conditions right now with the tons of clients.

Sabrina does not pay it any attention at all to it as she was not thirsty at all. She still got a lot of drinks. Hell, she even got so many drinks, that she can probably get drunk three times. And not just a bit drunk but very crazy drunk. It does not take long at all until KenoN arrives. She laughs a bit as he tells her, that she is beautiful and certainly likes to receive compliments. She also tried to look good so much is certain. ''I am thrilled to see you here. It is also nice that Mangler came as well. Always good to see some of our people. I saw you have some drinks already, enjoying your time? I am just waiting a bit out, before probably joining in for a dance session on the dance floor.''

KenoN sits next to Sabrina, listening to her. He signals a working girl to order another drink, he didn't wanted to approach the Godmother with a bottle in hands, he thinks that in doing so he would look like a homeless man. The waitress arrives and asks him what he wants, he orders a glass of rum, since he was already a little tired of the taste of his whiskey.

"And I'm happy to be here, thank you for the invite. Seeing you and Mangler here makes me feel more welcome, friendly faces is always good to me. "There is good drinks and good music, I'm loving it." 

The waitress arrives and gives KenoN the glass of rum, he grabs and takes a little sip. He says: "Hah! Looking forward to see your dance moves, I'm going to be far, far away from the dance floor, I'm a disaster. But I'll keep an eye on your performance." He says, giving a little giggle and taking another sip from his rum.

Charlie had heard of a new joint that seemed to be lighting up the streets of Detroit's Business, some even saying that it rivaled his very own Casino, The Tops. He could not but smile, hoping that he had to improve his own business and see if he could draw more eyes onto it. Entering, he found himself looking at a rather desirable place, he smiled, before noticing that many people seemed to be dancing or drinking, just enjoying themselves in general, he had to smile, knowing that places like this often brought out the best in him. 

"Heh, this place is owned by Sabrina? Pretty different from her LA Businesses, but it suits her quite well."

He spoke with awe in his tone and he walked forward, smiling to the security that patrolled around, he knew they were here to temper anyone who would cause trouble, but him? He was one of the calmest people that walked in The Life; some others even said that he had a side of darkness to him. Although he had never seen it and insisted that these people did not know him, but considering these came from his own friends, he knew that they must have been right in some form. 

"Let's get me a drink and see what there is to be done in a place like this."

Charlie walked to the counter, motioning the bartender forward with a smile and asked for a bourbon, knowing that if he was going to enjoy himself, that he was going to do it his way and he was going to be doing it right. He smiled, leaning forward, before sliding over a one-hundred dollar bill, he nodded; stating with the gesture that it was a tip for the man and hoped that he would continue serving drinks.

As he waited for his drink, he could not help but look around and found himself passing over the women, knowing that he was not here for pleasure, only just a drink and a chat perhaps. Otherwise, he would have come in here with an entirely different attitude. He noticed that the bartender had brought him his drink, with a small smile, he took the drink and knocked it back, before closing his eyes with gritted teeth as he felt the burning in the back of his throat. 

"Ain't that something? Good bourbon, ain't see much of that these days."

Swirling the glass in his hands, Mangler continues to watch the waves run up the side of the glass and back down into the center; smiling as he appears contempt with his work he knocks the drink back only to have it replaced by one of the working girls. He nods his thanks, he could've sworn he saw the girl wink at him. Looking back at his glass he wonders how many more he'd have to knock back before things really start going his way. By this point the rooms spinning and Mangler's struggling to keep his head still, he's still smiling though, that damn smile that's gotten him into trouble more times than not. He wipes his eyes the dark bulges under them clear as day, the strain of trying to make something of himself starting to crack through his facade. He raises his head slightly, peering over at Charlie__Pavanno picking him out through the crowd, something emulated from the man as if he was someone important. He drunkenly waves his glass in the general direction of the man in a very sloppy form of a greeting practically looking like an idiot, a few more drinks like this and he'll be getting a police escort home he thinks to himself. Taking in the room in it's glory he cranes his neck to his left and his right before swigging the remnants of his glass, he was here for a good time not a long time.

Sabrina continues to look into KenoN´s direction, and she knows very well that he is not a homeless man, although truth be told he is a bit underdressed compared to many here, but not because he dresses badly. Most people want to leave a good impression in a luxurious club and pretend to belong to the upper class or at least upper-middle class to network and form connections, and you know. Maybe even take someone home with them for the night and potentially find a partner for a hopefully long-lasting relationship. Everyone is here for different reasons. She now replies to the man ''I feel the same. Lightens my mood a bit up, to some familiar faces.''she takes a look at the alcohol and takes on the bottle out of the giant bucket with a lot of ice cubes inside. It has 30 % alcohol, and that is just this one alone. She looks at the man and laughs a bit ''Would you like to help me out with all those bottles?  It is way too much for me, and only one big bottle is probably already enough to get me drunk. And dancing me? Well... who knows maybe later on, after a bit of alcohol influence. Depends I guess'' she honestly adds.

The security guards let Charlie enter without paying too much attention. Guy didn´t seem too shady and was dressed appropriately. Pretty much all that he needs is what they think. People are dancing all around, and the female dancers are performing on top of the table are certainly helping out a lot with heating up the mood and progressively making everyone a bit more and more towards becoming crazy. The Disk jockey is also slowly changing towards more electronic music, but just changing the styles in general from time to time to suit a lot of people. He still uses pretty popular songs and sometimes mixes them with less known ones, if he thinks that it looks good. The waiter that serves Charlie_Pavanno fulfils his wish by bringing him the desired drink and hears him. He leans forward to understand what he said as people are talking to their left and right and behind them. He shouts quite loud to reply ''Correct man. Ain´t nobody got time and money for half good drinks. If I already pay for this delicious poison, then it has to be strong and of a high-quality mate.''

Mangler is slowly getting a bit drunk and good luck to him finishing all those bottles in his bucket alone. He will probably need a police escort right to the hospital unless he is an old alcoholic. The waitress that brought him the drink gave him a wink and even touched his shoulder for a very short moment while doing so. The godmother looks towards his direction for a short time and grins, before signalising him with her hand, that he should drink his bottle. She mostly does so, to tease him hell she did not even finish her first bottle yet at all. She only had a very tiny glass.

"I'll help ya out with the bottles if you promise me something." Says KenoN, reaching for a bottle from the ice bucket and cracking it up, taking a close look at the brand. He approves. "Promise me that you won't let me go any near that dance floor. I'm a strong drinker, so I won't pass out but.. I might be tempted to follow you there if you go." He looks at her, smiles then takes a long sip from his bottle.

KenoN is starting to feel a little dizzy, he looks around and sees Mangler with a wide-open smile, as usual. He wonders if the man are strong enough to handle all that booze. He says to Sabrina: "Ehh, do you think Mangler can handle all that?" He points with his head into the direction of Mangler then takes another sip from his bottle. "Don't think the kid has a drunken spirit. Yet." He says, looking at Mangler and lifting his bottle, as a sign of "cheers". "I may teach him a thing or two about alcohol. The kid seems to like partying."

The woman continues to listen to KenoN who is telling her that he will help her out if she promises him something. What does he have in mind? She is very curious and therefore leans in closer to him, to understand everything. Him saying that, does, however, cause her to laugh. She expected something completely different, such as a challenge but this one is much better. She looks at him before then replying ''Strong drinker huh? I am pretty much the opposite. How much can you drink, before you so to say start to become drunk? And I am not sure if I can promise you that. I mean it would be pretty fun to see you dancing on the dance floor. Why are you afraid of it?''

She asks him, gently poking his right side with her elbow to tease him. And truth be told, she also cannot stop looking at Mangler who is having to deal with his alcohol alone for the moment. She scratches her head a bit as KenoN asks her if she thinks, that he can handle that all alone. ''There is no way. I doubt that anyone can handle that alone, no matter how used to drinking they are. That includes you too!'' The last sentence comes out with more power to emphasize it.

KenoN looks at Sabrina leaning closer to him and laughing, he couldn't help but laugh a bit too. He listens to her question and says: "Hmmm.. How can I explain?" He thinks a bit before answering, taking a long sip from his bottle and finishing it. She pokes his right side with her elbow and KenoN gives her an angry look, but of course, just kidding. "Hey! Haha". He says, giving her a very friendly smile after laughing.

He reaches the ice bucket and grabs another, this time a unknown brand to him, he cracks it up and holds, trying to figure out what that was. It was another whiskey. "I can drink a LOT." He says taking a little sip from the whiskey. "But I get drunk easily, and there is where the problem is. I usually do things that I know that I'll regret it later, but I do it anyways." He takes a look at all the people dancing and points at them. "I'm afraid of that. Do you see those people? They are decent dancing and decent looking. I'm not either of those things."

KenoN places the bottle in the floor, giving it some time, he decides to take it slow or else he knows that he will be on the dance floor later, making a fool of himself. He listens to Sabrina saying that he couldn't handle that booze and replies, with some giggles: "Hah! I would love to prove you wrong, but not today. I don't wanna ruin your party."

"Tell me, Godmother, when was the time that you were the most drunk?" He asks her, curious as always.

She continues to look at him after diverting her attention back to him once she is done, signalising Mangler to drink more in a teasing way. She is curious about his explanation, therefore stays leaned towards him during all the time and gives him her right ear. It is very loud and quite hard to hear another person, if not doing so. 

She sees him grabbing one more bottle, before explaining it and is surprised but grins at home. He does however now come up with an explanation. She cannot help but scratch her head for a very short moment. The more she spends time with him, the more she understands with his store is named Pato´s cake shop and why the two ducks are his representation. They are fitting. She looks at KenoN and then asks ''So if you get drunk easily, why do you drink a lot then? Especially if you do actions, that you regret'' she seriously asks as she cannot understand it. She knew the feeling, but that is the exact reason why she does not drink a lot at all. Whenever she starts feeling dizzy, she says stop and controls herself. 

She sighs at his next comment and then states ''Your perception of the world and yourself always starts in your mind KenoN... if you think, that you are not good-looking and not worth someone's time than that situation which you consider real will, in turn, become real''  She adds before gently tapping his forehead with her left index finger. ''Oh you are not ruining anything at all, don´t worry. And me? Uhh... that was about eight years ago, where I was drunk enough, that I slept on the stairs in front of the library. What about you?''

Drinking enough, Mangler rests his head on the back of his hands and closes his eyes. It's not clear whether he is 'resting his eyes' or if he's totally passed out asleep. The noise of the place seemingly having no affect on his slumber, maybe he drunk a little too much, but who cares, he's finally enjoying a good sleep that he's deserved for a while now. People look in as if to check to see if he's alright and his two family friends Sabrina and KenoN nod on to the people glancing over indicating that in fact Mangler is all in order. 

He slightly jostles looking up briefly before considering how he is going to get back to his hotel room...

"I like drinking, simple as that." KenoN says looking at the bottle, with a smile. "I can't explain, the same way I can't explain my passion for cake. I just have it in me." He listens to Sabrina talking about his perception of himself, he looks down a bit to think, then looks back at her and says: "Ahhh don't you worry about that, hun. I don't care what people think of me, the problem is that I could embarrass you and Los Angeles with that juicy dance moves that I have. Hah!" He says laughing and taking another sip of the whiskey.

"Well that is not that bad, I slept in a graveyard some time ago, drunk as hell." He says, remembering the good old days. "It isn't my worst drunk history but is the only one I can remember, you'll have to ask Jukera if you want to know the worst thing I've done when drunk." He says, trying to remember another history, but nothing came to his mind, so he just stares at the bottle, thinking if he should drink some more.

"How drunk are you now? Already considering going into the dance floor? I would love to see you dancing..." He says, giving her a sarcastic smile, teasing her to go dance. 

The woman continues to pay attention to KenoN while also sometimes glancing over to Mangler. Did Mangler already drink enough to pass out? The night is still very young, and that would surprise her, but hey maybe he did. Whenever someone asks her if the man needs to be brought to the hospital, she says that she does not think so. He looks alright, certainly not in a condition that is bad enough to require a trip to the hospital. They just let it be at that and trust her.

Now she mostly focuses on KenoN again and starts to talk again ''Why would you embarrass me and the city? Most people here do not even know, that you are from Los Angeles. Just go out there and have fun. Sometimes it is good and important to just let loose, without overthinking about anything'' she adds before he adds, that he slept in a graveyard. She opens her eyes widely wow... that is kind of creepy, but she can imagine him doing so. His skin is pale plus he is also sometimes slightly creepy I mean... his police officer connection is running around like a creep and somehow finds it funny to have the makeup of a clown. She wonders how the police officers can even allow him to do so but maybe there is a psychology behind it, and he does good work. She does, however, wonder what the people think who get arrested by him.  She does not mind it too much either way and continues to drink a bit more, slowly filling her head getting dizzy. She hears him asking her that and then says

''I am just a tiny bit drunk not too much. What about you? I don´t even know what I might do when I dance. But I guess when I drink a bit more I will maybe get in the mood. Certainly feeling the music in me and my legs want to go and dance, but I want to hold myself back''  the woman adds.

"Ah, hun.. I've drink too much already. You encouraging me isn't helping. I'm already considering going to the dance floor." He says, wondering what kind of dance moves he will do. "I swear if I knew something about dancing I would already be there, but I know nothing about it. I'm just going to be there, standing and moving my arms like an idiot." He laughs after saying that, trying to picture the image of himself dancing like a dumb ass. He takes another sip from the bottle then places in the floor.

"Here is a sugestion: I'll try some dancing later, when I'm more drunk and when there is less people here. But in one condition." He says, looking at her, he grabs the bottle again, takes a sip then sends her a smile. "Only if you come with me. Then we can both have some fun without embarrassing ourselves, hah!" He giggles at the end.