Back into the sound
He escorted the young lady inside the grimey House of Pain doors. The bouncer stopped his chat with a patron and looked their way. Panos smiled and the bouncer nodded back. There would be no I.D.ing.
Is this place all ages? The thin little italian girl asked as he ushered her into a booth.
Aren't you the noticable one? Your just to beautiful and in here... He paused and scanned the room with his eyes. well, the beautiful people aren't bothered.
She blushed and looked down. He rolled his eyes quickly. Why on earth had he picked one so young this evening? SHe was maybe 18, mostly likely 16 seeing how quickly childrened matured in this century. They dressed years beyond their age, it was ridiculous. Their parents should have been more cautious and protective of their children. They could end up in the hands of someone dangerous.
In this case, this one had and she wouldn't be returning home to change into something mroe modest anytime soon.
Let us have a drink shall we?
Panos waved a skantily clad cocktail waitress over.
They'd dispose of the young girls body for him, they always did. It was a good set up and provided the House of Pain a way to keep cover from the few humans that stumbled in. There wouldn't be much action if bodies were left all over or were carried out the front door. It was a routine action around here. Panos always got a kick out of the 'Body Moppers' and thought it would be a fun job to have if he ever decided that working was important.
He thought of the young girl once more, but only for a moment. She had reminded him of Alexandra.
(ooc: out)