[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

[sostylish]

"I suppose I'll let it live, then." She hmphs and bumps him with her shoulder, looking irritated. She can't rescue her boyfriend in distress if there's nothing to set on fire.

[deadmanbusiness]

"I wish you could do horrible things to them. I can't even do horrible things to them and my necromancy is cut very hard here. Though there are some VERY interesting kinds of undead here that I've never seen before."

Oh dear. He's starting to sound like his father there. Someone smack him.

[sostylish]

"And I bet they just love being talked about like zoo exhibits," Adrienne says dryly. She recognizes that tone. That's definitely the 'I occasionally take after my daddy way too much' tone.

[deadmanbusiness]

"Well... It is interesting." He sounds hurt. "It's not like I'm going to actively experiment on them."

[sostylish]

"Sweetie, you know I love you." She finishes off her drink. "So believe me when I say phrases like 'actively experiment' are not encouraging."

[deadmanbusiness]

And there's some rapid blinking.

"Oh hell." He pinches the bridge of his nose. "I'm sorry. It's been hard, no one's around to keep my head straight."

[sostylish]

"I guess I'll cut you a little bit of slack. A tiny bit. But if I ever hear your father coming out of your mouth again, I'm going to be forced to smack you." She shrugs. It's really for the best.

[deadmanbusiness]

"I accept that and welcome it." There's some face rubbing. "It's really hard here. I never realized how hard it was without you."

[sostylish]

"I guess 'You're the only thing holding me back from a life of necromantic megalomania' is a lot of girls' idea of sweet talk." She gives him a kiss on the cheek. "I wish I had been here to help out. And because nine months of celibacy sounds like a really annoying proposition."

Because he'd better not have slept with anyone else.

[deadmanbusiness]

"You have no idea how annoying it's been. How hard it's been! Tonight has not been helpful!"

Oh. No. He's been a good boy.

[sostylish]

Adrienne eyes the scantily-clad ladies around them. "You have been very good in that respect, then."

That means he gets more kisses.

[deadmanbusiness]

Yay more kisses.

"I have a place here? Well, not here... but near by?"

[sostylish]

Lots more kisses.

"Sounds good."

[deadmanbusiness]

And he drags her off. Damn be work. Meyer'll understand.