Woof!

Rubix barked to the thought of going first. He had no idea what he was signing up for but he was excited nonetheless. HunterZolomon pointed to the lane and Rubix walked over to it. One of the giggling girls was so excited to help she beat Hunter to the lane and grabbed one of the smaller balls for Rubix. She bent over right in front of HunterZolomon giving him quite the change of scenery as she placed the ball on the ground in front of Rubix and directly in front of the line. Rubix looked up at her, clearly not interested in the ball at all. She bent down once more causing HunterZolomon to fall back into his seat, he was sure she could handle the instructions. 

The young girl picked up Rubix's paw and placed it on the ball. He looked up at her, then down at the ball, then back up at her. She made a motion with her hands as if to roll it. Rubix attempted to recreate the motion and sent the ball down the lane. The girls in the booth all giggled at once. Excited by the moving object Rubix began to chase after it, the giggling was quickly replaced by a loud "NOOO!" by the girls in the surround area. Rubix had already built up speed but knew that he was supposed to stop on the word 'no'. Rubix had slid on hardword floors before, but this was something different, his feet backpeddled all the could but he was still going forward. He finally collapsed, slowing himself down with the increased surface area causing friction but his four feet were in four very different directions. 

*CRASH*

The bowling pins made a loud noise as they all fell over. The sound scared Rubix causing him to stand immediately and begin to dart back down the lane. He made no progress at all, looking like a cartoon charging up until finally he sped back down the lane towards the girls, his feet sliding out from under him multiple times. "Strike!" The girls all called out as they stood and began to shower the dog in pets. HunterZolomon aggressively marked the score card with an 'X' and placed his palm over his face, dragging his fingers downward over his eyes, "If only the butcher wasn't sick...". 

Laughing raucously as Rubix slid down the lane, Hunter wondered if they'd be asked to leave. Looking around the joint, Hunter didn't see any of the employees making their way towards the group, so he shrugged it off. Hunter could barely believe his eyes as the pins fell over, one after the other. A strike! How the hell...

Hunter waited for the girls to disperse before selecting his own ball. Lining his shot up, Hunter brought his arm back and let the ball go with a snap of his wrist, watching excitedly. The ball flirted with the far right gutter almost the entire length of the lane before taking a supremely sharp turn left and going into the gutter. The next shot went the same way.

Hunter didn't even look at Rubix as he marked down 0 0 under his name for the first frame. Their Associates back at the HQ would never let Hunter live it down if he were to lose to Rubix at bowling... Sighing, Hunter finished off his drink and nudged Rubix, nodding toward the lane indicating that he was up.

"Try to keep him from running down the lane this time ladies..." Hunter spoke in the general direction of the girls who seemed as drawn to Rubix as moths to light. Slipping one of them a $10 bill, Hunter walked back up to the bar and ordered the largest rum and coke they had.

Hunter felt as if alcohol were necessary were he to make it through the rest of the game, sanity in tact. As he waited for the bartender to make his drink, a loud shriek of excitement emitted from behind him. Laying down the money for his drink on the counter, Hunter instructed the bartender to bring it to their table when it was ready.

As he sat back down, Hunter glanced at the score card. One of the girls had marked down another 'X' for Rubix! Taking his turn, Hunter managed a 9, and was beginning to think Rubix may have played this game before...or that he was the luckiest dog around.

"At least you can't tell any of our associates about this..." Hunter grumbled, absent-mindedly looking around the establishment. Where the hell was his drink?

Rubix was all about the attention he was receiving but the girls insisted that he bowl again. They said something about a turkey, Rubix loved turkey but no matter how much he looked around he didn't see or smell any turkey's living or cooked. He began to salivate as his mind drifted off thinking about Turkey until a swift butt pat from one of the girls pushed him towards the lane. One of the girls laid the ball down in front of him once more, giggled, and then picked up his paw and placed it on the ball. 

Rubix was unsure about this game. Seems that if he pushed the ball straight it will make an awfully loud and scary racket and then an equally loud shrieking from the girls in the lane next to him. He thought about how much better the smells were outside and how much less feet smell was out there. Then he thought about all the pets and belly rubs he gets from pushing a ball down the lane. Rubix nodded to no one in particular, sure that he knew what his next move would be. He made eye contact with HunterZolomon then pushed the ball. He never averted his attention from Hunter but Hunter was quick to shift his gaze back and forth between Rubix and the ball. Sure enough if crashed into the pins, knocking all but one down. HunterZolomon stood quickly watching as the pin rocked around, teetering ever so slightly. The entire place was silent and everyone except Rubix was watching the pin. 

*Clang... Clang clang*

The bowling pin rang and echoed throughout the bowling alley as the crowd started to chant, TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY!

The crowd cheered with excitement and the girls began to screech. Even the bouncers made their way inside to see what the big huzzah was all about.

Teo had received an invite from HunterZolomon to watch the bowling game, he wasn't a fan of bowling and always thought it was such a boring game, but a game with a dog? That must be interesting especially when it's not just any dog, but Chicago's most favorite puppy Rubix. Teo kept trying to imagine how this would look like as he drove to the directions Hunter had sent him. He finally arrived at "Ragnarok Bowling & Pool Bar". He could tell the game has already begun as he noticed a crowd standing in front of the shop's front looking through the glass.

"That puppy is so good at grabbing attention."

He chuckled and made his way into the shop, he greeted the man at the counter on his way.

"I am just here with the gents over there" He said as he pointed towards Hunter and Rubix.

"Actually I mean the gent and the puppy, can i have a pair of shoes too? Might give it a try myself and please can I have some coke too?"

Teo smiles as he got into the shoes and walked to his friends, he shook Hunter's hand then pet Rubix on the head.

"How's the game going?"

Gabriel was only in Detroit on business, gathering contacts that could help his concerns back in LA. He had come with his two most trustworthy Bodyguards Tom & Dick. He was desperate to find a decent guard called Harry to finish his little trio off.

They had arrived in the morning and had busy all day with meetings and business lunches & dinners. He knew he was going to have to put in some extra effort in the Gym when he got back home, but as this was all for business he could at least justify the calorie intake. They had just finished there last and Thirteenth meet of the evening and upon leaving the restaurant they saw a gleaming sign across the road that they had not noticed when they entered in the daylight.

"Well boys, works over lets go and unwind, oh and get your asses wiped on the pool tables"

With that they all head over to 'Ragnarok Bowling & Pool Bar'. The mood of the three quickly perked up as the thoughts of a evening of drinking and sinking balls cheered them up.

Gabriel took the patting down and de-arm without any fan fare, Tom and Dick on the other hand were decidedly adverse to this, as it was usually them doing the patting and weapon removals. 

"Come on now boys, everyone had there jobs to do, chill out and consider this a informal night off"

Once that issue had been resolved they all made there way into the establishment and followed the green lights, heading to the Pool Zone.

"Right i'll get the drinks in and you two rack em up, i think you could do with the practice before i show you how to play the game properly"

As the Tom and Dick started playing pool, Gabriel orders a round of Ales with Whiskey chasers. This was going to be a good night. 

It had been a long time since oRagnar had traveled back home. The storms and the snow had blocked the flights and he had been stuck for some days now. Finally managing to find a way to come back he then sets foot on Detroit sweet Detroit! It was the same at it was when he left. People were being robbed, some were getting shot, lives ending before cops eyes and no one cared as long as the cash was brought it so it was all going well basicly. Going through the city he then stumbled across his buisness who he thought it would have gone bankrupt by now but it was the complete other way around. He went to the main door only to be approached by the bodyguard standing there to be said :

" Hey there boss, its great to see you again, we've had many people come and go here but we also had some sort of canine , you wont believe this !"- finished the bodyguard amazed.

" Rubix eh? Hope he hasnt been giving you more than you can handle. "- said oRagnar as he clapped the bg-s face and entered the building.

The place was full and there was a heavy noise in the air by the talking of everyone. Climbing to the main stage Ragnar begin talking by adressing everyone: 

" Hello everyone, Teo , HunterZolomon , Gabriel , Rubix and to everyone one else from around these parts, first of all i would like to pardon for the delay but it has been a rough couple of days! I hope that everyone is enjoying their time here and everything is on the house so yeh keep doing what youre doing! I'll be down to the pool tables if anyone wants some challange." - with that said oRagnar closed his speech, took a glass of Jack and went away from the stage

Noodles entered the 'Ragnarok Bowling & Pool Bar'.  It had been a long time since he had hustled at pool but there was bound to be some putz he could take a few dollars off to pay for his evening.

After going through the proverbial pat down which was rather excessive for a pool hall he made his way over to the bar ordered a large Jamesons on the rocks and scoured the tables for his first victim.

His attention was drawn to a large crowd cheering and chanting gathered around a bowling lane. "WOOF WOOF" was that a dog??

Sauntering over with his glass in hand, were his eyes playing tricks on him or was the dog bowling? As he reached them he couldn't believe what he was witnessing a crowd of screeching girls were patting the dog and placing the ball central to the bowling line and encouraging him to push it with his paw. Amazingly the dog did as he was instructed and sent the ball ever so slowly towards the pins. On and on it went picking up momentum and then incredibly knocking over all the pins! The place erupted "STTRRRRRIIIIKKKKEEEEEE" Clapping and screaming ensued with the occasional "WOOF" interjected.

It was very difficult not to join in with the hullabaloo especially as their were some rather attractive females hugging anyone and everyone. A rather exuberant blonde flung her arms around him knocking his arm drink from his grasp, clutching at thin air he tried desperately to catch it to no avail it hit the ground with a large "CRASH". The sudden loud bang made everyone stop shouting and turn in his direction....

After Rubix had thrown his third strike in a row, the group of people watching went absolutely insane. Their excitement and noise levels were so high that they began to attract the attention of the workers, and other patrons. Hunter wasn't entirely a fan of this, as he was quite certain the faculty were going to kick them out, but it didn't seem to be an issue. The amusement of watching a canine partake in a human game, and doing quite well at it for that matter, seemed to deter them from even asking any questions. Hunter took the momentary period of chaos to slip outside.

Though still unable to travel at his top speeds, which would have allowed him to travel through time, he was still quite able to run faster than the human eye could comprehend. If he wanted, Hunter could lap the city of Detroit thrice over and return to the game without anyone the wiser. It amused him thoroughly as he realized between Rubix and himself, it had been the human and not the dog who had to go out to stretch its legs.

Deciding only to jog around a few blocks just to catch some air, it was but a mere few seconds before Hunter saw Teo, another notable member of the Chicago underworld, out of the corner of his eye. Slowing down considerably, Hunter came to a walk a few blocks further and turned around, continuing at a normal pace back in the direction he'd seen Teo.

It only took a few seconds, but Hunter was pretty sure he'd convinced him to join them at the pool hall. Teo mentioned something about needing to stop somewhere to change, and that he'd drive over in a short while. Hunter nodded, giving him directions before he turned around the next corner, bolting off to stretch his legs some more. In no time at all he slowed himself, approaching the bar and re-entering without anyone having noticed his absence.

A short amount of time had passed - during which Hunter managed to roll a whopping 7, and a spare. Meanwhile, Rubix continued his freakishly lucky streak and now sat lounged across a couple chairs licking his balls while one of the females absent-mindedly stroked him behind his ear, causing his tail to wag ferociously. Hunter chuckled... despite the fact that he was losing by a significant amount, he couldn't help but be amused by the fact that the canine now had five strikes in a row.

Looking up from the action, he noticed Teo walking toward them. Hunter flashed a momentary smirk, he wondered how many times he could make it around the city and back before Teo had even made it here. Shaking his hand, Hunter answered,

"The game is...going. Take a look at the scorecard," Hunter said, grabbing the sheet off the table and handing it to Teo. "Little bastard has a perfect game going!"

Out of nowhere, a large crash assaulted their eardrums causing most of the people to quickly snap their heads in the direction of a newcomer.

 Pete had just settled in to his new home in Detroit and was feeling a little restless so he figured he would take a walk around the city and get to know it a little better. He went outside and just started to walk, not really sure where he was headed but he sure as hell wasn't going to stay cooped up inside all night. After walking for about a half hour and seeing nobody he noticed an elderly woman coming out of the bank with a walker and he purse just sitting there on the walker. Pete was fairly broke and could really use some cash so he figured he would snatch the purse and run... nobody would ever know.. he wouldn't have to hurt the poor woman he just needed some cash. 

Pete put up his hood and ran past the woman grabbing her purse on the way by, he ran until he was out of site of the woman then opened it up to see what he got. 

"$291?.. Oh well its a start, and I could really use a drink" - Pete mumbles to him self. He then decides to head to the business district to find somewhere he can spend his new money.

The first sign Pete sees when he gets to the business district is for the 'Ragnarok Bowling & Pool Bar'.. he realizes when he sees the sign this is his CL's business.. and they sell drinks.. 

Pete wanders into the bar unnoticed and heads straight over to grab a drink. 

"Ill get a beer, whatever's on tap!" - he shouts to the bartender. He sits down to take a sip of his drink and hears a loud crash at the other end of the bar, it startles him so much he spills half his drink on his shirt. He turns around and sees several people.. some he knows some he doesn't.. either way now he is covered in beer and embarrassed, luckily they are all staring in the direction of the cashing noise...

"WTF!" Noodles exclaimed loudly.

He noticed everyone was looking in his direction. This wasn't his City so he couldn't react like he would at home and cause a big scene so he had to play this down and quickly.

"Sorry, my fault I'm all fingers and thumbs around pretty ladies." he smiled whilst wiping himself down. "You OK hun?" he enquired of the young lady. She wasn't bothered in the slightest and carried on bouncing around and screaming at the top of her voice and trying to hug anyone in sight.

Thankfully with everyone looking in their direction and the way she was acting it soon became apparent what had actually happened and they got back to their game.

Rather than draw anymore attention to himself Noodles made his way to the bathrooms to dry off before heading back to his hotel but not before making his way to the bar to apologize for the mess on the floor and asked the barman to get a round for in everyone. He peeled off a couple of hundred dollar bills and placed them on the bar.

"This should cover it bud and keep the change." He nodded to the bartender before making his way out of the place.

He thought about being followed so he would need to keep his wits about him and take the long way back to the Hotel. At least he would have time to visit Sky in the morning for a slice of pie before heading back to Philly.

Tarlo walked in quietly. With a soft smile she listened to the chatter as she made her way to a spot. Not far from the action. With that she looked around for the owner crossing her legs and stretching backward into a chair. 

"My my... Love to see places strive."

She relaxed watching, she was not one for playing pool alone but she loved to talk to anyone who came around.

After finishing a game of pool, yet another win to his record oRagnar notices the new visitor orders the waiter to get the lady a bottle of champagne. In the meanwhile he approaches slowly and takes a seat in her table going on to say:

"Can you believe this, a couple of weeks ago this place was just some old warehouse and now the business is booming. I don't know what to say but be happy for this city of ours growing with prosperity."

By the time he is finished speaking the liquor arrives and the waiter pours it into two glasses. oRagnar takes a look at his glass and that raises it to hold a toast.

"To a Detroit mighty and wealthy!" 

TarloSzatana looked towards him as he took a seat. She did not deny him of joining her as she only smiled and listened to what was being said. 

"I believe it. I was looking forward to working with everyone to keep us all together. This place is lovely when its busy. 

When given a glass she raised it up with oRagnar and smiled. 

"For Detroit."

Trying ever so hard not to give the game away he held the door open for Rhiannon as they entered The Ragnorak.

"Looks pretty good." he heard her say as she tottered down the couple of steps in her heels.

"So what would you like to play first? Ten-Pin or a game of pool?" he asked her towards the bar.

"Well let's get a drink first as I play much better after a glass or two of bubbles." she smiled at Frank seeing his face drop at the suggestion of champagne.

"Sure boss, you go take a seat over there and I'll order it" he said beaming back at her. Where the hell did she think she was? This wasn't some swanky bar it was a bowling alley for gods sake. He knew he was on safe ground here as he beckoned the bartender over.

"I know this is a silly question but I don't suppose you sell champagne by any chance do you?" he enquired.

"Only to bosses of Detroit and their guests I'm afraid as they have their own personal crates and I would be out of a job if I gave them out to anyone." he explained apologetically waiting for the usual argument to ensue. He was pleasantly surprised as the man looked relieved and murmured "Thank God" under his breath.

"Just gimme summat that looks like it with bubbles, I doubt she'll know the difference. I'll have a cold beer, we're over by the pool tables." he put some bills on the bar and walked over to where Rhiannon was examining the cues.

"Drinks are on the way, you want to break or shall I?" he said picking up the nearest cue and chalking it vigorously.

"You break, at least that way you'll get to play a shot!" Rhiannon replied matter of factly.

Frank ignored her derogatory tone "Pfft we'll see about that." he replied whilst smashing the balls as hard as he could.

Nothing dropped and he heard his boss snort her disapproval. "Why is it guys always try and hit the balls as hard as possible?" 

She bent her body and prepared to hand out a stern lesson to this novice. " 1 ball top left in off the 6 ball" she said as she stroked the cue ball up the table with a delicate stroke whilst walking round onto her next shot before the 1 ball had even dropped in the pocket off the 6 ball as she had called." 

"Nice shot." he sighed through clenched teeth. He hated losing at pool and especially to a woman. He needed to find his A game and fast otherwise she was about to humiliate him for a second time in the matter of an hour.

The bartender brought over his beer and a bucket filled with ice with a bottle of something or other in it. Before Frank could stop him the bartender blurted out his apologies for not being able to serve the lady champagne however this was a rather nice sparkling wine.

Rhiannon's eyes narrowed as she looked over to Frank. He felt himself go red and looked down at his shoes. It didn't help in the slightest as he could still feel her eyes burning into him.

"Do you not serve champagne in this establishment?" she enquired raising an eyebrow whilst still looking at the bowed head of her incompetent associate.

The bartender realised the awkwardness of the situation and did his best to get out of this unscathed. "As I explained to your friend here earlier, the champagne we have is reserved for the local Bosses and their guests."

Taking control of the situation she enquired "What about visiting bosses?" "Are they entitled to any?"

"Providing their name is on the list left by the owner then off course Madam." "May I take your name?" he asked.

Surely she wasn't going to pretend to be a boss for the sake of some damn champagne Frank thought to himself. This could get them both killed!

"You incompetent moron! You can't even get me a bottle of champagne!" yelled Rhiannon at Frank_Nitti.

A vein popped on her forehead. 

"Listen, I set my mind to drink that bottle of champagne right now and right here! If they only give champagne to bosses that are on that list there are three options for you. One, you go and bring SweetNothings to this place. Two, you send someone to get her. Three, I put a bullet in your head right now."

She was holding the stick in her hand thinking if she should smack that hobbit's head with it right now. 

"A damn bottle of champagne you can't bring me!" She yelled again.

Frank nearly jumped out of his skin at the ferocity his boss showed towards him. It wasn't like it was his fault they wouldn't serve her champagne! He moved out of range of Rhiannon as she jumped up and down waving her pool cue in his general direction. She looked like she was going to have a coronary if she carried on ranting and screaming like this.

He had no idea where SweetNothings was or for that matter if she was available?

Grabbing hold of the retreating bartenders arm he tried the soft approach and if that didn't work he may have to get a bit heavy.

"Listen pal, I need your help here" he whispered leading him back towards the bar and out of earshot.

"You've seen for yourself she's not one to be messed with and I quite fancy keeping my dick & balls for a few more years yet if you get my drift?" "I know you said it was just for bosses but I'll pay whatever you ask if you can just get me out of this hole." he implored.

The bartender thought for a moment before making a suggestion. "All I can do is give you use of the phone to call your Boss and if she says she's coming over then I can give a bottle." As he slid the phone over the bar to Frank.

Frank carefully dialled the number and prayed someone would pick up at HQ. Finally someone answered "Yeah, who is it?"

Thank the lord he thought to himself. "It's Frank, Who's that?" he asked.

"Hey Frank, It's DotBoom, whassup?" he replied.

"I'm in a bit of trouble with Rhiannon and need to speak to SweetNothings urgently" he replied with a quiver in his voice.

"What kind of trouble? You need back up?" enquired DotBoom on hearing the fear in his voice.

"No No we're fine I've just messed up big time." then proceeded to explain the goings on at the Pool Hall.

DotBoom roared with laughter down the phone "You don't wanna mess with that one, she's crazy. I'm afraid I can't help you The Boss is out of town on business."

Franks heart sank at the news "Where is she?" he asked knowing the answer before he heard the inevitable reply.

"You know I can't tell you that bud its on a need to know basis." came the reply he dreaded. 

Frank replaced the receiver and looked a beaten man. How the hell was he going to get out of this one?

The bartender had overheard the conversation as were his instructions from his boss to see what titbits of information he could gain. In this case nothing worth reporting but he did feel sorry for the little guy but not that sorry that he would risk putting his own balls on the line for a guy he didn't even know. Then he had an idea!

"Listen bud I have an idea. I have a couple of empty bottles of champagne in the crate from a boss that was in earlier. How about I transfer this sparkling wine into the empty bottles?" Frank listened carefully and resisted hugging the man as he carried on explaining.

The bartender continued "I'll pop open the corks here so she will hear them and then make the switch." "You get your ass back over there and tell her you've sorted it.""To make it worth my while I'm going to charge you for 2 bottles of champagne though."

He had no choice and thanked the bartender before composing himself and returning to Rhiannon.

"I've taken care of it Boss and to say sorry I've ordered you two bottles of fizz." Corks popped behind the bar and the waiter lifted up the empty bottles of champagne in their direction before transferring the sparkling wine out of sight.

"Damn right, let that be a lesson to you moron. No-one fucks with me." she hissed whilst trying to suppress a smile.

"2 ball centre pocket." He could have sworn he saw her smirk a little but he couldn't be entirely sure.

The bartender appeared with 2 buckets of champagne on ice and poured a chilled glass for the lady as the 2 ball dropped into the centre pocket.

Rhiannon was pleased with the way she was torturing the poor hobbit. For some reason seeing him trying so hard to do things properly was a good way of getting entertained. 

She was waiting there to see what solution would Frank_Nitti find when she saw him coming back without SweetNothings.

She was about to start shouting at him when he suddenly start assuring her that he worked things out and managed to get the champagne that she asked for.

She smirked and waited for the bartender to come with the so called champagne.

" Interesting!" she exclaimed. "So you were capable enough to get me champagne without my name being on the list and without SweetNothings presence." 

Her face became serious all of a sudden.

"Now here's the deal. Both of you drink one glass of the great champagne. Then I will ask a question. If you, Franky lie to me you know what's next. And if you silly bartender lie to me I'll contact your boss and ask him how is it that you can give champagne without his approval." 

Rhiannon giggles.

"Now. Drink and tell me what's in the bottle. Also bring me one bottle of beer and Frank_Nitti I assume SweetNothings is on her way here, right?" 

She takes one of the balls and starts playing with it while laughing.

This broad was doing his head in. He needed to buy more time and not blurt out the first thing that came into his head but before he could stop himself he exclaimed.

"I left a message with DotBoom as SweetNothings was in a meeting." he hesitated slightly before adding "I'm sure she will be joining us as soon as she's done."

What had he done! He was digging an even bigger hole to climb out of. He was about to protest that he was not really a champagne drinker and more of a regular guy who drank beer but thought better of it. He downed his glass and said,

"Not bad, but I'll stick to beer if you don't mind."

Trying to deflect the conversation he asked the bartender if they could see a menu.

" I believe the chilli here is to die for.Wanna try that with some nachos?" he enthused.

She reached over and snatched the menu out of his grasp and snapped.

"Well you enjoy it then you moron as you appear to have forgotten I'm a Vegan!" the vein in her forehead starting to protrude again.

How the hell could he have forgotten that! Could this day get any worse?

Just as he was thinking how much shit he was going to be in who should walk round the corner but SweetNothings and Sharp. He was saved!

The Boss walked over to where they were stood and greeted them.

"Hi guys I got an urgent message from DotBoom saying you were in some kind of bother?" " I was in the vicinity so got here as fast as I could. I even skipped dinner and I'm ravenous." 

Frank felt his heart sink as he knew he was in for it now. He tried desperately to think of a good excuse but it was pointless now, he was finished.

Then something quite incredible happened. Rhiannon explained it was her fault for ordering me to contact the boss as they wouldn't serve her champagne without her being present but that I had actually come up trumps and sorted it in the meantime.

SweetNothings looked perplexed as she eyed us one at a time. Frank couldn't believe Rhiannon had taken the fall for him, she was a good boss after all and he had to try and diffuse this situation quickly.

"Actually boss I have a confession to make." he said solemnly and then proceeded to explain how the bartender had helped him dupe Rhiannon into thinking she was getting champagne. 

There was a stony silence as his story struck home and he feared the worst. Sharp came to the rescue by bursting out laughing which caused everyone else to join in.

He had done it! He had seized victory from the jaws of defeat. Even Rhiannon was laughing. How the hell had he got out of this one unscathed?

SweetNothings picked up a menu and exclaimed "Let's eat I'm starving." 

Frank's laughter quickly subsided as he heard Rhiannon tell SweetNothings "Frank highly recommends the Chilli apparently it's to die for" 

"I'll have the same then" chipped in Sharp.

It suddenly dawned on Frank how prophetic those last three words of Rhiannon could well be. He suddenly felt sick again.

The pat down at the front door made me irritated but i let it go, i was here to get in touch with a friend and kick back a few shots of whiskey. The inside of the building was breathtaking. It caught your eye right away and kept you in a sort of trance. The lights flashing the sound of a building crowded with people it fucked with me for a second but i snapped out just as fast on continued on my way.

I waved down a security guard,

"Hey is the boss in? and if so can you take me to him?"