[center][b][h1]Jocelyn Victoria Beatrice Harmon AKA Tonic[/h1][/b][/center]
[center][hider=Jocelyn][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/7285acb5-3916-4377-a6e1-a21597a529b6.jpg[/img][/hider][/center][hr][h2][center]Location: Work, Bar called The Rum House; Westside of the Theater District, East of Hell’s Kitchen[/center][/h2][hr][center][h3] Interaction: Patrons; [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4671778]Eric Brooks aka Blade[/url][@Chain]; [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4677375]Arvin Talon[/url][@Sewer Rat]; [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4671864]Draku Rodriguez aka Draco[/url][@Draku69]; [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4672631]Jord Artac[/url][@jorcool]; [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4679229]Slingshot[/url][@webboysurf]; [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4671715]Ava Alkaev[/url][@TwilightShadow][/h3][/center][hr][u]May 5th, 2012, 21:05[/u]

Waiting on Draco to order and of course other people came into the bar. Pretty Eyes came back and fired off a pretty decent line. I grinned at him.[color=pink] “Now that was a good one, Pretty Eyes.” [/color]I winked at him from my position at the bar in front of Draco and turned to the guy who saddled up to the bar and asked for a beer.[color=pink] “Hang on Draco. Plenty of that here. Any kind in particular one?” [/color]

And as if it couldn’t get any worse the flash of a gun from yet another patron was not something I was going to let slide. He ordered a Titos, double, neat. Which was fine, it was the lottery ticket comment that set off alarm bells. Fine. But I was still not having anyone armed at my bar.[color=pink] “Alright Dirty Harry cough it up and you can pick it up later.” [/color] I held out a hand for the gun. I glance over at the woman who took the last seat at the bar and nodded to her and held up a finger and mouthed “One minute”.