swalinny was walking down the streets of her beautiful city. It was kind of empty. A lot of shops and bars had closed recently. We needed a new bar for people to get together and enjoy eachothers company. We were all friends around here. Meeting eachother was very important to everyone. LA was a city full of friends. 

She walked further down the street when she saw a sign. 

For sale

She got a great idea. What if she just started a bar. It was the perfect place to buy. There was a lot of room and it was right in the middle of town. She walked inside to see two men waiting for people to walk in. They looked strange at her. Most women didn't have the money to buy a place like. They negotiated the price and after an hour or two they agreed. Ofcourse she could have taken it anyway without paying, but they at least deserved something. 

A few months went by and the abandoned house turned into a beautiful bar. She walked inside. Her eyes opened wide as she saw her beautiful property. In front of her was a bar made of the finest wood. She slides her hand across the wood and smiles. This lovely bar was her. It was all hers. She got ready to turn the sign. "Open". Her bar glansing in the light. A dark but open and welcoming place. 

She turned the sign and put another piece of paper with it. 

There is a special price for people from LA, but i can always be persuate if you are not. Just remember. This is a place for friends and family. Have fun!

swalinny walks up to her new bar. 

Closed for good because of unforseen curcomstances

Sky had heard about a new bar in Detroit, happily walking down the street to where it is supposed to be located he comes to a halt when he sees  e sign saying it is now closed. Well that was a fast turnaround didn’t even last 2 days, but that probably also means it’s still full of merchandise. Taking a few moment to pick the lock Sky lets himself in for a quick look around, it was a nice place indeed to bad it’s closed now. Going behind the bar he picks a few of the best bottles of scotch to steal before leaving the place fully intact.

Not many places sold alcohol, the government wanted to hold it hostage making it illegal. That was fucking horseshit, and i had a little something for them but that was for another time. I was at this business to get a illegal drink chat some shit and head on my happy way. I liked to help out the business district of my city i wanted to see my city strive and reach the top to be known nationwide and maybe even worldwide cause why fucking not?

I walked inside the bar and headed for the back,

"Biggest glass you got full of whiskey and a snack i really dont care what it is im starving.

Walking down the street seeing a beautiful establishment from the corner of her eye, it's been a rough long day so why not stop in and have a drink or two.

Walking up to the bar slowly stepping in and noticing a couple faces that I recognized I start smiling to everyone and suddenly I notice Swaliny  so without hesitation I walk up to her and grab her hand.

"Hello there, it's been awhile since I've seen you here. How are things?"

I say with a smirk on my face, before she could answer I quickly say,

"Whats the best here?" Smiling while I asked.

Merci walks in, and takes a seat at the bar. She was waiting for someone...a handsome young fellow had left a note at the reception desk of her hotel earlier that day, judging by the excited glimmer in the receptionist's eyes as she'd handed over the message.

He was looking for a new crew, and as fate would have it, Merci appeared to be in the right place at the right time.

The door opened behind her, and in walked -VincentValentine- ...

I had always wanted to work for a respectable crew like my father and knew exactly where I wanted to work. After I had finally figured out how to contact them I set up a meeting with one for the most if not the most respectable mobsters in the family.

This was it the place I was finally going to go after my destiny, Venice Beach Bar kinda weird for this to be the name of a bar in Detroit but none the less I headed inside. As soon as I opened the door and my eyes adjusted to the lighting of the room, he say the person he was looking for Merci he had no idea she'd be quite this beautiful. But he approached her and stuck out his hand, "Hello Merci, I am the gentleman who was wishing to meet with you."

Grinning, she shakes his hand and indicates the seat next to her. 

"Care for a drink? I sure as hell need one," she says with a laugh as she signals the bartender over.

"Double scotch for me; what's your poison, Mr. Valentine?" she asks, turning back to face him.

Vincent takes a seat and smiles.

"Though you'd never ask, bourbon on the rocks for me please and thank you!"

He leans back thinking he could get used to this way of life