As he walks out of the bus station taking in everything around him while taking a long pull from his cig he lowly comments to himself as he tosses his now empty pack of medinas away*So this is it huh Detroit...Interesting*Slowly he walks away down the street taking in the sights and sounds and keeping track of the faceless men and woman as they walk on by tilting his Slightly frayed fedora shading his eyes thinking to himself*$100 bucks and a dream kid you either make it here or die in the gutters no second chances this time you were lucky to get out of austin when you did too many brawls and too many drug runs the heat was bound to come down hard on you especially with that rat that squealed on tommy and his boys*Stopping at the four way cross as he notices the copper directing the bikes and automobiles along taking a sharp right going deeper into the city trying to find a pub to have a drink in and maybe just maybe get some information on the city he's in before seeing a sign reading it out loud lightly*Solutions huh...with a name like that how can i not take a gander*Slowly he crosses the walk before flipping his hat slightly upwards a slight grin on his lips as he walks inside muttering words only he can hear*Welcome to Detroit Mihal now lets see what it has to offer.

With Bearistotle at her side, she happily skipped around the streets of Detroit, "Look at all the cabs, Mister Bear!" she said with true joy in her voice. Every once in a while she would stop and just stare and gawk at something that caught her attention before the bear would nudge her along onto the next thing to see. The streets had been relatively empty, but there was one man who looked confused and alone. "I wonder if he needs help?" she said to Mister Bear, "come on!" she took off in a slightly faster skip, and once she got close to the man, Mihal , she started skipping around him singing, "Hey Stranger man, tell me your plan. Hey Stranger guy, look at the sky." she kept going until she couldn't breathe and everything was a bit whirly zwirly in her head. 

Turning to the side he watches the young dame as she skips and twirls around him noticing the bear right away and making sure not to make any sudden moves seeing as they seem to be friends only moving to catch her as she looks to fall and hit the pavement keeping her up as she recovers tilting his head*The names Mihal doll and not lost at all im right where i want to be but you seem to know your way around well you and your friend.

Stepping back from the girl and her friend he makes sure she's alright one final time before offering a small smile and flick of his hat*Just heading in for a drink after traveling to town doll but ill tell you what after i get myself squared away if we see each other again ill take you for a shake on me* After a laugh and nod from the girl who introduces herself and her friend he walks back to the door pushing it open the noise and quiet chatter a reminder of back home taking one last look at the girl skipping down  the street and her loyal bear staying by her side he shakes his head muttering to himself*A girl and a bear what have you got yourself into this time kid and what in the world will come next.

 Chuckling mentally to himself he turns around noticing right away the eyes of several individuals tracing his walk to the bar stool conversations becoming more quiet and hushed before taking a seat and looking to the bartender who nods and asks what he's having*Ill take an oldbru* Relaxing back slightly he looks out of the corner of his eyes trying to get a feel for the room and people in it as conversation slowly picks back up turning to face the bartender as he sets down the glass tipping his hat slightly as he takes a drink before quietly muttering*Much appreciated friend you wouldn't happen to know of any jobs that would need a newcomer to town would you* He asks as he hands over  two quarters for the beer and any info the bartender is willing to give.

As the bartender washes a glass he briefly nods discreetly pocketing the money as he mutters back*Plenty of jobs and chances in this city for those who have what it takes two blocks from here is a park with a small notice board you'll find any jobs and other things you could ever need there but ne warning the crews run the city kid so respect at all times* Then nods as he walks further down the bar refilling another patrons drink.

Thinking to himself as he slowly finishes his beer*Hmm sounds like just the place i need to be then the mafia huh guess we'll see if im cut out for this city sooner rather then later* As he sets down the glass and moves to get up and leave he scans the room again realizing that it's filled with different crew members before departing pulling his jacket closer against the chill as he steps outside muttering to himself*No time like the present i suppose* Then heads east to the direction of the park.

After taking a flight from New York Herbert finds himself on the streets of Detroit. He was not quite sure what lead him here other than the fact that he just was not ready to go home yet. He looked around and noticed that much like everywhere else, things were different here than the last time he was around these streets. 

He strolled along hoping that he could find a good bar and maybe a good bite to eat. He didn't know where anything was any more. After a few blocks he found what looked like an Italian deli and went in for a hogie. He nodded to the man at the counter and ordered salami and turkey on white with letus, onion tomato and mayo, olive oil and vinegar. He gave him a few bucks tip and was out the door eating his sandwich as he strolled. Before long he found a nice park bench and sat down. 

He wasn't sure what was putting him in such a contemplative mood but here he was, looking at kids playing, white moms walking their dogs with strollers. He finished his sandwich and chucked the rapper in a near by bin before pulling out a cigarette and lighter. He lit it and took a drag, wondering what was to come next. It had been a long strange interesting life so far and he was ready for the next part of his journey.