"I really hate meeting in places like this..." Mumbled a masked man who sat at the bar. In front of him sat a full glass of water that had it's top covered with a costar. The man constantly tapped the bar with his index finger as his eyes darted around the room. After a few moments a well dressed gentleman sat next to masked man and casually slid a envelop to him. "I want the usual done, get into the account, transfer their funds into mine, leave behind the usual dirt, and I assume I don't have to tell you to do it with out a trace." The man said before he took a drink from his glass of whisky. The masked man gave three quick nods as he took the envelop and placed it in his jacket. The well dressed man then rose and went off to enjoy himself in the club, leaving the masked man behind. The masked man sat there for a few moments, being passed by and offered 'serves' by the club's workers. He shook his head each time and continued to sit there before his wrist watch let out a beeping noise. A sigh of relief could be heard before the man pulled out a laptop and turned it on. "God I hate these places.." The man mumbled again, though when it came to Darwin he never liked any place.