Strolling down Livernois where it meets Michigan Ave in southwest Detroit, Outcast happened upon a new shop that wasn't here last time he visited.

An emporium eh? Wonder if they sell my rum in this joint. Could use a pack of smokes too.

Swinging the door open, he entered and browsed the isles looking for a clerk.

It was business as usual for Alison as she walked down the busy streets of the Detroit Business District - having met up with some drug dealers in the morning afterwards meeting up with a few girlfriends for afternoon tea, to say she'd been productive today would be right. Running a few final errands before the sun set, she'd been so in over her head bounding from one shop to another that she failed to notice the darkening skies and low rumbles of thunder.

"Fuck," she muttered as she felt the first few drops of rain hit her porcelain skin. Her coat was new, wool, and by no means allowed to get wet, so she ducked into the nearest store for refuge - which just so happened to be Oosick's Emporium and Brothel. "A weird combination," she thought to herself before ringing the bell for the clerk.

"Good evening, would you happen to have an umbrella for sale? Silly old me forgot mine at home. Perhaps a raincoat if not? Throw in a pack of cigarettes too, while you're at it, would you?" She asked sweetly, tapping her fingers impatiently as she waited for the rain to die out.

Makavelli had followed a drug tip to Detroit and he was glad he did, he made a very nice profit and was feeling pretty damn good. So he figured he'd spend some time checking out Detroit and maybe pick up more connections along the way, the more he had, the better for everyone. He was wondering where to go next when he noticed a somewhat rundown building, a common sight pretty much everywhere but what caught his attention was the red lantern placed outside. Curious he walked towards it and found out it was called...

"Oosick's Emporium and Brothel" 

Alongside the red lantern, the name was also very different but you didn't have to be a genius to figure out what was inside the building. With a quick glance at his watch, Makavelli decided to go inside and see for himself who and what was inside. The possibilities were endless. 

Once inside Makavelli's assumption, well lack of them proved correct. There was all kinds of merchandise and several women in various states of dress/undress. Oosivk wasn't joking around when he named it and if the cops found out, they certainly wouldn't give a second thought to taking the credit for shutting the place down. Makavelli made his way over to the counter, he noticed a man behind it, keeping himself busy by sorting out some merchandise, Makavelli assumed it was Oosick himself. Hearing him approach, Oosick stopped what he was doing and greeted him.

"Hey, very interesting set up you have here. I'm not after much at the moment, just need a pack of cigarettes, stupid me left mine back in New York."

Oosick chuckled and nodded in understanding and walked over to a shelf and grabbed a packet of cigarettes which he put down on the counter as Makavelli handed him some cash.

"Thanks, man. You just saved my nerves and temper for the next few hours until I get back to New York."

Before leaving he nodded to the cash Oosick was counting.

"Keep the change. Hope things work out for you."

With the said Makavelli turned and headed out the door, lighting his first cigarette as he walked out.

Nikki decided to check out the newer business down the block and as she walked past a customer on his way out, she does a double-take. It's Makavelli, and after looking again at the sign to confirm it was indeed a brothel, she couldn't resist.

"Oooh I'm telling!" She called after him teasingly. She didn't think he could hear her over the patter of rain on the sidewalk, but it was still funny. Stepping through the door, she has a look around.

Indeed, there were girls. Not interested in those, she made her way to the emprium counter instead.

"Lucky Strikes, please? Actually I'll take two packs. This rain looks like it'll go on for a while," she amends, placing several coins on the counter.

As Makavelli walked away from Oosick's, trying to light his cigarette, swearing and arguing to himself about getting a new lighter,  he failed to realize the body walk right past him towards Oosick's. He was about to give up lighting his cigarette when a familar voice called out to him. He turned back towards the sound just in time to see Nikki_Swango walk inside. He let out a small chuckle and decided to head back to Oosick's to tease Nikki.

He walked back to Oosick's door, opened it, stuck his head inside and spotted Nikki at the very counter he was stood at moments ago.

"Oooh now I'm telling!"

Smiling at the sound of the jab, Nikki turns towards Makavelli. Her smile falls away when she sees his new suit. 

"Vegas? But...what about...?" 'Your brother', she couldn't even say it. Well...good for him. He had a strong resolve and a forgiving heart. 

Nikki blinked. 

"Camels...and lemmings. You've got to be kidding me," she says, tossing some money on the counter. 

"This, I gotta see." With that, she heads up the stairs. Five minutes later, she heads right back down, looking queasy and a bit pale. As she pushes out through the door, she can be heard murmuring about her own stupidity and the need for eye bleach.

Rain got heavier.Joseph was holding an umbrella on his one hand and drinking beer with his other hand.Looking for somewhere to wait until raining stops.He saw a place Oosick's Emporium and Brothel before having any other thought he went to entrance with a rapid speed thought in his head ''Is there any other building left to open a business , some many new shit is opening up these days.What ever is fine for the city.I didn't read it wrong right ? It says brothel....Ohhhh nice. You know what they say walking is good,beating some thugs is better but fucking,butt fucking (He coughed and hoped no one heard him said that).''Fucking is the best'' he continued as he opened the Brothel's door and said ''Hey!'' to  owner.