Open!

Epidemic had only just arrived in Detroit and was delighted to see his associate Telkin was in town and had just opened a new bar, as he went inside he noticed the bongs and couldn't help but smile, he knew his evening would be ending well in this place.

Approaching the bar Epidemic couldn't help but notice there was no beer or shots being served, so being a little confused about what order he asked Telkin what he suggests.

"Something strong please sir, and maybe a tad fruity".

While he waited for Telkin to shake and stir his drink to perfection, Epidemic went off to play darts.

Fedelta walks inside Telkin's new bar like he had promised. He takes a seat at the bar taking in the strong smell of pot inside the place. He liked this smell. He wait's a minute as Telkin serves on another customer. He sits patiently and says to him. 

" Whenever you get a minute can I get a water?" 

He begins to get comfortable next to his fellow mobster Epidemic.

Walking down the street on this crazy cold night LittleAlicedoll sees the glow of a new bar. Thinking to her self "meh i could use a drink" she walks in.

"Whoa you could choke a horse with all this smoke." she chuckled and sat at the bar. Noticing that no shots or beer was being served she ordered a nice tall road island ice tea and smiled at the bar keep Telkin. "well im glad i know the owner" they talked for a bit then he went about his business. 

She walked around to check the place out and started playing pool alone. As she finished her drink she walked over to the bar. "make it another tea Telkin. Alice grabbed a bong and took a HUGE hit then relaxed. "i could get use to comming here its good people good atmosphere."

A while later and quite a few drinks in she walks from the bar "Night everyone have a good evening"

Immediately after landing to Detroit, Honey decided to go to the Mix Master Bar while waiting for her friend. He takes the seat near the window and wait for the waiter. The waiter notices Honey and decided to take her order.

"Can you give me a glass of your famous lady's drink?", Honey told the waiter.

While waiting for the waiter to return, she decided to make herself comfortable.

Epidemic had been out of town for a while and needed a place to come and relax after returning to complete some business in Detroit. Heading straight over to his friend Telkin's Mix bar, he remembered he hadn't got that drink last time as he went hard on the bongs too early so this time he was excited at the prospect of finally tasting one of those special Telkin mixed drinks he had heard of.

Not wasting any time he approached the bar hoping to see a familiar face, but it seemed Telkin was out for a moment as he could see a sign on the bar saying 'be back in 10'. Epidemic decided to wait around for a bit and while doing so went over and took a few hits from a bong, telling himself it would only be a few hits...

​BlackJack enters the bar with his shoulders pinned back and sits down in front of the service area. He lights up a large cuban cigar and smokes it for a while before addressing Telkin:

Dearest friend Telkin,

I noticed that you have a not shot policy in your bar. I am fairly upset by this. As a mixmaster myself i pride myself in my shottails and believe that some of the hardest and most inventive mixed drinks are consumer out of a shot glass. I therefore challenge you to a mixing contest... I shall mix only drinks poured in shot glasses while you mix the cocktails that you wish to serve.

BlackJack smiles a friendly smile to Telkin and offers his right hand to Telkin to allow him to accept the challenge.

Felicita landed in Detroit and to her dismay, her business meeting was moved to the next day. She was upset because she have other plans for the next day. While walking down the street, she pass by this particular shop that catches her attention, The Mix Master. She then decided to stop by.

As soon as she enters the place, she saw people laughing and drinking and smoking this early morning. She then, decided to go to the counter.

"A glass of hard beer please," she told the bartender.

After getting off a long and boring flight from the east coast Gubermon decides he needs a good drink. He notices a bar that wasn't here when he left a month ago he decides it is perfect. He goes over to the pool table and hopes he hasn't gotten rusty in these last few months. After a few games he decides it's time for a drink and gets Telkins attention :"Make me something that burns  if you have the moment"

Pulling up outside Epidemic looked through his car window and smiled, seeing the sign to Telkin's mix bar brought back some fine memories indeed, as he entered the building he looked around and saw some familiar faces and quickly spotted his favorite place over by the bongs.

Not wanting to be rude Epidemic first made his way over to the bar where he could see Telkin working hard as usual, taking off his coat and folding it over his arm Epidemic sat down on a stall and beckoned Telkin over.

"Hello good sir, it's been a while! the bar looks like its doing just fine my friend."

Taking a moment to rummage around in his coat, Epidemic pulls out an envelope and hands it to Telkin.

"Here you are sir, tonight i'm celebrating my recent good fortune and promotions, hopefully this will cover my bill, now i'll take a Gin Rickey please sir and keep em coming!".

Mook is in Detroit waiting for his flight back to New York in the morning. He had planned to grab a bottle of gin from the liquor store and drink it in the shady motel he was staying in like he'd done a thousand times before when he notices a small flyer for a local joint that only served cocktails. Mook had a soft spot for mixed drinks, fancying himself a bit of a connoisseur. 

Walking into the establishment the first thing he notices is the place is spotless. Even the pool tables looked clean, like they had just come out of plastic wrap. Whoever the proprietor was; he ran a tight ship.

The second thing he notices are the giant bongs providing a pleasant esthetic contrast to the bottles behind the bar.

There's a man talking to the owner in a boisterous fashion as if he's celebrating something. By their tone of voice they appear to be friends. Mook waits for them to finish before he catches the bartender's attention.

I'll have a French 75 please. Don't make it too sweet.

Running and ducking down the dimly lit streets of Detroit, Samuru found himself seeking cover from what appeared to be a gang war, unfamiliar with the city he was visiting he didn't know where was safe but having spotted a snazzy looking joint called Telkin's Mix Bar he decided to go inside.

As he entered he was relieved to find everything inside was calm and appeared normal, all except that dodgy aroma that seemed to fill the entire room, making his way cautiously to the bar Samuru gave Telkin a wink and sat down in front of him on a stall.

"I'll have whatever you like to make sir, but make it a strong one aye, it's been a rough trip".

Having wandered around in Detroit for most of the day, Destiny needed a little break from the life of crime. She noticed the bar Mix Master and headed inside, taking a seat at the one end of the bar, she looks at the barkeep.

"One glass of the strongest you got and a shot of tequila please"

She takes the shot of tequila, thinking "damn that's refreshing" as she takes a sip of the mixture Telkin made.

"This should do the trick."

She chugs the drink and looks around, feeling like it had the effect she hoped for.

"How is the bar scene going for you sir?"

Smiling as she enjoys the atmosphere of the bar on this lovely day.

"No beer policy you say? , I'm here for business and sight seeing, yes sight seeing."