The moment when drops of beer splattered on his magazine was the moment Louis knew he was done here. There were other places around to grab dinner on a Friday night where he had less odds of getting punched in the face. Even if part of him did want to watch things go down, growing up in Detroit had taught him that hanging around fights was a bad habit to get into. He gave Robin some money to close out his tab and got up from his seat to stretch his legs and look around the pit for a little bit before leaving. Bennett was busy with other matters at the moment, and Louis could always leave a voicemail for him if he wanted to get in touch later.

	He took a look at the Jukebox only to see someone was already at it, and that she was already becoming the center of attention. Louis didn’t know Brandy, but she had a presence about her. Not exactly regal, but this was Oceanside, the place could be a museum of grit and grime; the Pit would be it’s centerpiece. If Bigby was the old king ruling over the place, then Brandy was the closest thing to  Oceanside’s own princess, young, adventurous, and highly sought-after. This definitely wasn’t the place for fairy tale romances either, and Louis stopped by only to see how long the song had left on the Jukebox. He thought about putting something else on but didn’t want to ruin the vibe, and just decided that it was best to get out of here. There was some business to finish at home, some unfinished songs and a voicemail from a guy name Brett that he had to return.  Whoever Brett was, he wasn’t very fortcoming about his background, but he thought that Louis’ equipment rental business could go somewhere and was looking to possibly invest. Sure, Louis was skeptical, but he also knew how cool it would be to get his hands on one of those new Kurzweil keyboards. As he left the Pit Louis realized he left his magazine and the business card he’d been using as a bookmark on the countertop, the business card with the ugly design that he used before he made separate ones for musical gigs and his rental business. That one was a bit of mess with all of the stuff on it, but at least it was thorough.