[OPEN LOG] A LITTLE PARTY NEVER KILLED NOBODY

[makingastatement]

When; July 4th after this
Rating; Links are NSFW due to language and sexy hooker flashmobs. Other than language, situations shouldn't get above PG-13.
Characters; It's a party-- come one, come all!
Summary; Surprise birthday party for Meyer Lansky. Everyone is welcome!
Log;

Lucky's casino is busy as usual on Thursday, but those inside will notice that the stage normally reserved for entertainment is shrouded in a large curtain. The owner is seated, prepared to listen to the audition of a buxom blond who seems shy and has no real command over the stage. After a deep breath, she begins to sing in a voice barely above a whisper:

"Happy birthday to you~"

Before she can really get into the meat of the song, the curtain rises to reveal an unusual spectacle. Women of all sizes and shapes dressed comfortably in next to nothing. Those inside the casino can see them make a musical entrance. They seem to dote especially on the owner, who appears to be hoisted in his seat by two beefy men in shiny speedos. They carry him closer to what appears to be a cake.

It's not.

The exterior slips away revealing a mounted pole and another woman who has no problem steadying her stilettos on the arms of the chair the owner is being held captive in from time to time.

Looks like it's SOMEONE'S BIRTHDAY

All varieties of business continue as usual after the reveal. The women and men will flirt with anyone who has the means to earn their attention. There's even a new racehorse to the circuit being promoted out back! Come evening, patriotic Americans launch fireworks into the night sky. So come! There's good company, gambling, drinks and dancing-- eat, drink and be merry in honor of the holiday and Meyer Lansky's birthday!

Comments

[recognize_an_opportunity]

If the look he gives Al doesn't indicate that he's vaguely annoyed, nothing will, although he wipes that annoyance off of his face masterfully by the time the woman crosses the room and Al gives her that directive.

"I'd be happy to," he replies, smiling back at the woman -- who is really very pretty, if he looks more closely, although her near-nudity is distracting -- and not even flinching back when she strokes him under the chin.

[makingastatement]

The look of annoyance is easily brushed off-- he's not the first one to shoot Al that look and he certainly won't be the last.

"Well, you better tell her what you're drinking. She don't got all night."

A pause.

"I mean she might, but that's something you two are gonna hafta work out."

[recognize_an_opportunity]

"Thanks, Al, I think I've got it."

Really, he doesn't need assistance in talking to women (okay, perhaps he does, but if he did, he wouldn't accept it from Al, not because Al's bad at it, by any stretch of the imagination, but because the teasing would be far too much to bear.)

He's determined to make the best of this night, and put aside any discomfort. Al and Theo had expected him to be confused and handle things awkwardly, and perhaps he has thus far, but no more. With a very charming smile, he takes the young lady by the arm, and begins to lead her away -- where he's leading her doesn't matter, so long as it's away from Al's helpful advice.

[makingastatement]

It's pretty picturesque, their departure. That trooper attitude or sheer stubbornness is fine entertainment and proves not to be a total waste of resource...not that he expected such a thing to come of attractive company anyway. He almost lets them go peacefully, then:

"Careful with him, Regina. He's delicate, if you know what I mean."

With that said, Al finds this as good an opportunity as any to track down his earlier company.