Thread: The Mobster, The Dame, and The Law.

As the police officer entered the club the bottle of Champagne vanished from Keith and Franks table finding a new home under the large Irishmens brown coat. Alcoholic braveries where illegal and while many clubs where in fear of being closed down by the law for having a few bottles in stock, there was an even greater fear in insulting the Families. This was with good cause as many of the clubs that use to line these streets had either been burned down or robed. Coincidentally it was rumored that each of these clubs insulted a Gang members, but that was nothing but unproved chatter to Keith and Frank. While Frank kept an eye own the owner of the club Keith found another person of interests in the young women who stood besides the new Chief. Who was she? At first Keith pictured her to be his wife, but the idea of such of man ever getting a dame like that was comical and he quickly strikes that out as a possibility. Keeping his glare on her he was brought back to reality by Frank who nudged him with his shoulder. Its not polite to stare... he chuckled never knowing his young partner to ever get so memorized by a woman before. Besides its not good to admire others treasures, especially when their too expensive for you. What? responded Keith before he started to realize what he was being told. Sitting back in his chair Keith glances over the young beauty one more time before turning away and facing the stage. Shes not my type. Nether is my wife. Frank responded before turning to look at the large double door of the club spotting a skinny pale individual searching though the crowd. It looks like he is here... He whispered softly before standing up along with Keith as they made their way out sided of the club. As the door opened again the club went completely silent as many of the members stared forwards almost frightened to look back. Walking in almost in step of each other was all of the Big-Shots of the Giovanni family including Mr. Giovanni himself. Each member where a dark colored suit other then Frank whose coat was being used to cover the precious bottle. Keith walked in the back of the group turning his head back and forth as he started to search the club looking for the young girl. Why is everyone so quiet? Yelled out Donald Giovanni as he clapped his hands together obviously drunk from earlier. This is supposed to be a club right? So where is the dancing and girls? he asked before looking around as all of the middle age woman turn around to face him in discuss. I meant pretty ones. Easy boy... yelled Frank before grabbing him and shoving the young member into an open seat. Causing a commotion right now will not be in our best interest Sitting down slowly he unraveled the bottle putting it back into the large can of ice knowing no man would be stupid to try and arrest them know that the big boss was here. Tilting his head slightly he was surprised to see that Keith was still standing looking around. Come on, take a seat..The show is about to start... In a minute Replied the young man as he spotted his target quickly moving towards her. Frank sighed slightly knowing that this could only lead to trouble, but he couldnt worry about that now... he had to entertain the other bosses. Keith ran his hand through his hair pulling back any lose strands in order to make himself look presentable. Snatching an empty chair from one of the tables he turned it around quickly before pushing it next to her. You know if you couldnt find a seat I would more than happy to help you with that.