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[color=6ecff6]"Well Nino, your bill can be on me tonight, but let me tell ya somethin'. This is the kinda place where curiosity could kill a cat, so don't go pokin' your nose where it don't belong. As a general rule, try 'an keep within eyesight of me, 'kay?"[/color]

After ordering some milk, with the somewhat strange instructions to put it in a bowl instead of a glass, she went to sit beside Quinn. [color=6ecff6]"So, Quinny boy, tell me 'bout your day. Sounds like ya had a rough one, do ya need me to go and rough up any goons for ya? And yeah, this is Nino. Nice little fella, if you can get past him bein' an asshole."[/color] she winked at Quinn. [color=6ecff6]"And Nino, this is Quinn. Good pal of mine, even if he can be a bit of a numbskull sometimes."[/color]

The only reaction she gave to Mazone's singing was a strange glance and a raised eyebrow. Sure was a strange one, that foreigner. Not the best singing voice, either, although she had heard much, [i]much[/i] worse.

All in all, this was turning out to be a strange, but enjoyable night so far. Things could always go wrong, but Lucille was a natural optimist. She ordered herself one of her regular cocktails, deciding there wasn't anything important keeping her from getting a bit tipsy tonight.