Swarley decided that tonight was the night for a new play. He buttoned up a brand new white shirt, but putting on the signature ducky tie. A slipped on a charcoal suit with a blue pocket square to match the tie. The black shoes shined as he laced them up and the evening was about to begin. After a quick stop, he retrieved all that he would require for the night. Simply a single red rose. 

Taking a look around the block, a pub caught his eye. The green neon lighting had caught his eye. It was an unfamiliar place, but it did not matter. All he needed was a place with people and ample opportunity to meet someone special for the evening. The pub was about three quarters full upon arrival. "This would work out nicely," Swarley thought to himself. He set his sights on a busty blonde at the edge of the bar. With the rose in hand, he made his approach.

"Excuse me, miss. Are you Jennifer?" Swarley queried. 

The blonde shook her head while offering an apology to the man appearing to be a hopeless romantic. However, he did not appear phased and moved down the bar. A short haired brunette was up next.

"Pardon me, ma'am. I don't mean to bother you, but is your name Jennifer?" Swarley anxiously asked.

A quick no sent him on his way. After repeating this process a few times, Swarley grabbed a table top set for two. Sitting the rose strategically in the middle of the table, he mustered his best disappointed look. Within a few minutes, a dark haired vixen in a low cut black dress approached. 

"Aww.. you poor thing. What's the matter?"

"Well, I came to this place under the impression that I was being set up on a blind date. Unfortunately, I think I've been stood up. I haven't been able to find Jennifer anywhere!"

She reached in to give him a hug out of pity. Swarley knew that this was his chance.

"...It's just so hard out there to meet someone meaningful. Being a multi-millionaire, you never know if people are after you for money, power, or simply just your personality. I thought that this was my chance to meet that someone special, since she came so highly recommended."

With those simple words, he saw the glisten in her eye. Swarley was in. 

"Why don't we go somewhere quieter and get to know each other?" she asked suggestively.

"I think I would like that very much."

Ilammo watched Swarley as he walked away with yet another lady. Determined to be as 'succesful' as him, Ilammo approached a lady who appeared to be waiting for someone and blatantly asked, 

"So, are you Jennifer?"

The lady looked at Ilammo and a wide grin appeared on her face.

"THIS IS THE PERVERT WHO GOES AROUND LOOKING FOR A QUICK HOOK UP. GET HIM!" 

Ilammo was swarmed by at least a dozen of women looking to land a slap on him. Never had Ilammo felt so much pain in his life. He managed to free himself from their beatings and made his escape back to HQ. 

Swarley ran into Ilammo the following day at the local watering hole. After hearing that he had tried to emulate his success at the same pub, Swarley smiled and shook his head.

"Come on, Ilammo. You can't run the same play at the same bar! It just doesn't work like that. You know I have a book full of plays, right? You could use any of them AND I'm here to help!" Swarley chuckles while putting his arm around Ilammo. "You have a lot to learn, my friend. I believe that we met for a reason. It's almost as if the big bro in the sky was like, "Hey Swarley, there's this dude, he's pretty cool, but it is your job to make him awesome." So suit up! Let's hit the bar."

Still nursing from yesterday's beatdown, Ilammo flinched when Swarley puts his arm on his shoulders.

"Suit up? I'm already in a suit!", Ilammo said while looking down at his attire. He was quite proud of it, he got it off cheap at some general store that was selling worn suits. He had to patch it up several times after some 'business' but he was always proud of his sewing skills. His tie was given to him by the late Don Duke, but it was worse for wear and had a mean coffee stain on it.

"Yeah, I'm already suited up. Bar? Hope they have milk."

Swarley stared back at Ilammo dumbfounded at his response. He thought briefly, before choosing his next words.

"You know, by the looks of it, I would guess that my belt costs more than your entire ensemble that you've got going on. This isn't even one of my good belts! Trust me, I've got a suit guy who will fix you right up and you'll be picking up hot chicks in no time."

Ilammo started to respond, but Swarley always eager to help a friend interrupted quickly. 

"Look, I know you mean well with that suit, but it has got to go. I can't even stand to look at it anymore. This one is my treat. We're talking tailor-made suits. That jacket looks like it could fit the both of us in there and that just won't do."

Swarley then half-dragged Ilammo down the street to find his suit guy.

Suns heard rumors of Swarley and his young apprentice Illamo, yet again heading to the bar for some quick hook ups.
They've been doing this for a couple of DOZEN times now and the rumors were spread all across New York.

Swarley seem to succeed more often on the hook up part than most. however, Illamo was a different story. Most of the hook up Illamo's tried the only thing he's gotten in return from the ladies were a hook and an uppercut. 

Suns was excited to see how things will turn up this time, he decided to head to the bar early for the best seat to observe these two gents with their hook ups.

Ilammo could not believe that they spent an entire day at the tailor. Not only was he measured ten times, but he had to go through an ardous time picking out the materials, shoes and color schemes. Ilammo was tired at the end of whole ordeal, but the tailor worked at amazing speed and by the end of the day, his new suit was ready. 

Ilammo had to admit, he'd never worn something that felt so right. He was looking at himself on the mirror and looked amazing. He noticed Swarley looking at him, nodding with a slight grin. Ilammo turned to Swarley and asked,

"So what's next?"

"To the bar, of course! Now that we got you all suited up in something that I can reasonably be seen next to, it's time to learn a new play."

Swarley put his arm around Ilammo's shoulders and led him out of the tailor's. They ducked into the closest bar and surveyed the scene. 

"I'm going to start you on with an easy play. It's called the 'Don't Drink That.' Do as I say and this will work out great. See that girl by the bar? Yeah, with the fruity cocktail. Just before her next sip, I want you to run in and shout 'Don't drink that! I just saw some guy something in there.' When she asks who did it, point out..."

Swarley looks around the room quickly, before smiling and pointing out Sweetsuns. 

"That guy! I know him from back in the day. I'm sure he won't mind helping a fellow bro get laid. She'll need a new drink and you're just the man to help out. You'll clearly deserve a reward for saving her life and we both know how she can repay," Swarley says nudging Ilammo in the ribs with his elbow. "...And here we go!"

Finally after a long wait Suns saw Swarley and Ilammo walk in with some nice suits or tux, w/e. Suns was impressed for sure.
they sat down and turned their head around scouting through the bar. for a second it seemed as swarley saw suns, but he probably didn't, it's a crowded night after all. 

They talked for 2min, 5min, 10min, and still nothing. 
Suns patience was running low. 

A waitress pass by asking if suns needed any thing else. An idea lights up.
Suns handed two benjamin to the waitress and asked her to make his two friends across the room comfortable and welcome.
she winked at suns and fixed up her tight dress so that her cleavage were hard to resist. A weapon of destruction it was.

Suns gave her a thumbs up as he sipped on his scotch, he laid back on his seat and stared across the room. 

Now, Entertain me.

After taking what seemed like Eternity, Ilammo finally plucked up the courage to approach the lady when one of the waitress came by and gave them two drinks. 

"It's a gift from a fine gentlemen in establishment."

Swarley, looked perplexed, but Ilammo - being the dense idiot he was - took it and downed it in one gulp. He stood up and approached the lady just as she got her drink.

"No wait! Don't drink that.  I just saw some guy putting something in there." Ilammo said, while pretending to gasp for air in an effort to show his haste of getting to her. "He's sitting over there," as Ilammo pointed at Sweetsuns. Just Ilammo's luck as SweetSun was actually looking at his direction. Her eyes widened and she shifted in her chair slightly, moving away from her drink. She then gazed at Ilammo's cyan green eyes and broke into a smile.

"You've probably saved my night! But, how can I repay you?" 

She was playing with her hair while smiling playfully at Ilammo. Again, being the dense idiot he was, he turned and looked back at Swarley.

"Swarley, she totally fell for it! What do I do now?"

My eyes on Ilammo as he approached a lady sitting alone in the bar.
they struck a conversation and somehow Ilammo pointed at.. me?
what? The lady turns around and looks at me in disgust.

What did I do????

I look at my self to see if anything was on me. ahhh damit.
I see a ketchup stain from the hot dog I ate earlier at lunch.

These fools making fun of my damn ketchup stain???

I stand up and walk toward the restroom to get a quick fix of this stain.

Keeping a close eye on Ilammo, with the drink from a kind gentleman in hand, Swarley waited until the moment was right. As soon as Ilammo pointed out Sweetsuns, he made his move. The look of confusion on Sweetsuns' face said it all as he got up to head towards the bathroom. Swarley quickly closed the gap and grabbed onto his shoulder. Changing his path, Swarley redirected him to the exit, making sure to pass by Ilammo on the way out. 

"Swarley, she totally fell for it! What do I do now?" Ilammo whispered as the pair passed by. 

Not wanting to interfere, Swarley gave a quick tap on his breast pocket and a slight head tilt. Ilammo reached inside his own to find a note card with the following written on it: 

You're in! Here are your options:
A) Go home with her
B) Invite her over to your place
C) Get her contact information
D) Chicken out and let me do this

Luckily for him, the lady of the hour was distracted while he scanned the card. Putting it back into the breast pocket, he tuned into the distraction at the front of the bar.

"...And stay out!" Swarley yelled at the back of someone just removed from the bar.

Swarley turned around and gave Ilammo a smile and a wink, before following the 'tossed' Sweetsuns. He was on his own now. Outside the bar, Swarley ran to catch up with Sweetsuns. The two crossed the street and sat down at a restaurant, making sure to grab a seat near the front window. They were careful to keep an eye on the bar door across the way. 

"Let's see how my young student does, shall we?" Swarley said, before offering up a high five. 

I was walking to the restroom when suddenly a man grabs me from behind and pushes me. through the corner of my eyes I saw Swarley. Huhhh? How did he know I was here? Confused as I was, I let Swarley guide me out of the bar.

"Stay Out!"

I stand confused as swarley pushed me out of the bar, moments later Swarley followed and took me to the restaurant across the street.
We sat near the window, the seat closest to the bar. I turn to swarley and ask.

"What do you think you're doing!"

He giggles a little, and started ordering food and drinks.
I look at him STILL confused.