“There they are now. Come in, boys! Come in!”
The scene which greets us can be taken in at a glance, but what that glance shows is none too promisin’.
The place is a wreck, with overturned and broken tables and chairs scattered everywhere. I had known we made a bit of a mess in the course of the altercation I mentioned earlier, but whilst it was in progress my attention was much more occupied with inflictin’ damage on people whilst avoidin’ receivin’ damage from the same, so I had not been takin’ close note of what was happenin’ to the place itself. Lookin’ at it now without the distractin’ activity, however, it is clear that housekeepin’ is gonna have their work cut out for them.
Don Bruce is leanin’ against the bar drinkin’ wine from one of the few remainin’ bottles … drinkin’ directly from the bottle as there are no unbroken glasses remainin’ that I can see. Though his greetin’ was real friendly, there is no pretendin’ that this is a social call, as scattered around the room, leanin’ against the wall in the absence of chairs, is no less than half a dozen Mob goons.
“Hi guys! Come join us!”
This comes from Tananda who is standin’ on one side of Don Bruce. She has dumped her disguise for the occasion, but is wrapped in Don Bruce’s lavender coat. While he maybe doesn’t care for females the way Nunzio and me do, Don Bruce is always the finest of gentlemen when it comes to dealin’ with them. Standin’ next to him on the other side, is …
“That’s the ones! Those are the guys that busted up the place! I thought I was paying you for protection!!”