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Brie glanced at Patricia as they walked the short distance from the car to the 21 club, having to restrain herself from laughing as she took in her appearance. Maybe she'd gone a bit over the top when advising her on how to dress, but it had been funny and she hadn't been able to help herself. Besides, at least she no longer looked like she'd just stepped out of a high school classroom...

Brie herself had gone for something a bit more androgynous. It wasn't her usual style at all but she'd always been interested in it and figured why not. Her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/51/5b/c1/515bc1d116a36ba7c83cfdce22859b4d.jpg]attire[/url] was simple, consisting of a fitted white shirt tucked into black straight-leg pants. She'd then added some black braces and heels to complete the look. Her long brunette hair was left loose over shoulders, whilst she'd done her makeup simply with winged eyeliner & a rouge lip. 

Tucking her hands into her pockets as they strolled towards the others, she glanced around the half-empty street. She'd had to make do without a purse, so all she had on her was her burner phone, a decent amount of cash and a packet of cigarettes. It was lucky that Will wasn't on this mission because she was likely to smell like a chimney by the end of it. [color=00aeef]"I've heard of this place before. It's actually kinda fancy...by Brookside standards at least."[/color] Brie commented as she looked up at the speakeasy. Well, that's what it had been once at least. Now it was just a club that apparently had a weekly illegal poker game in one of the back rooms. She'd briefly wondered how the cops hadn't shut it down yet but then realised that there was probably a significant amount of gangster/mob money being pumped into keeping it open. 

She tried to hide the twinge of annoyance she felt when she saw Grace, smiling cheerily at her instead. Brie had never really understood why other people were so scared of Brookside. It wasn't [i]that[/i] bad and even though she no longer lived there, it would always kind of feel like home to her. [color=00aeef]"Nice to see you again. We're actually on a mission right now. So..."[/color] She trailed off awkwardly, unsure of what to say.    

Glancing around for a few moments to make sure that there was no-one eavesdropping, she turned to the others, ignoring the fact that Grace was likely still listening. [color=00aeef]"So my...contacts, told us that some of Guglianos lackies frequent this poker game. The only way to get into Vinnie's compound is with one of his men, so we need to find and latch onto one of them. Pattie, I'm thinking that you might be the best person to er...persuade them of this. Do whatever you need to but try to stay on their good side."[/color] She nodded at Patricia, having already figured this part out with her earlier. 

[color=00aeef]"Now, if we can take the dealer out before the game starts then I was hoping that Tom would be able to step in as substitute. You can keep your ears out for any information that way, and distract them if things look like they're going south. Oh, and I hope you can shuffle cards..."[/color] Brie fiddled with the ends of her hair as she spoke. She'd only really come up with this plan in the car, so it likely had a lot of flaws in it but they really didn't have time to think of anything else. Being organised and methodical had never been her strong suit, so she was just winging this entire thing. 

[color=00aeef]"The rest of us..."[/color] She said, with a brief glance at Grace. [color=00aeef]"-will try get in on the poker game. If not, we can just keep watch and alert the others if we're worried. I think that should cover everything..."[/color] 

It was at this point that a couple of patrons stumbled out of the club, one nearly breaking her ankle as she stumbled into the road. [color=00aeef]"We should head in."[/color] Brie laughed under her breath as she watched the intoxicated couple. Pushing open the door, she was hit by a wall of music and laughter as they entered. A large bar curved round to their right, bottles of spirits of all kinds rammed onto shelves on the back wall, whilst several booths were already occupied with patrons, presumably there to provide some semblance of privacy. The place was dimly lit and the wallpaper was peeling off the walls in some places, but the atmosphere was undoubtedly lively. Brianna couldn't help but grin as she walked towards the bar. This place seemed like fun; she'd have to make a mental note to come back sometime. 


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