Fucking storm, it was making her floors a wreck as her guys brought in the "bear parts" from the trunk. Not to mention the annoying tiny small time gang banger that was walking around her store. Her pale green eyes watching him closely, the last thing she needed was some cockwomble sticking things down his pants. Again. "Hey boss, we're done unloading if you wanna look through the crates." The skinny blonde glanced at the muscular man beside her and nodded a bit. "Yeah, do me a favor CJ and watch the dumbass over there holding the gun sideways." Sky said gesturing to the gang banger, before heading into the back room. One of the best parts of having a couple of loyal guys working for her, was the fact she could count on them to test the new guns for her. It saved her some time. Not that it hurt that she might have slept with this supplier once or twice and she didn't want her husband finding out. After searching through a few of the crates she had her guys start unloading the guns while she went back to the front. She would put what she needed upfront after she closed. Right now she had to make calls because of her special orders coming in. She made a few calls and either was told they would pick it up in the morning, or had to leave weird messages about build-a-bear parts. Before finally calling James. "Hey…" She yelled at the guy that was in her store before half hearing James pick up. "...you better take that out of your pants. Yeah, before I show you what a loaded pistol will do to that area. CJ, get him the fuck out of here." She sighed watching CJ take him outside to beat his ass for her. "Heeey Jimmy…" She said, her voice going a little sweeter. Some of the reason was because she was just yelling at someone else….the other part of it was because the last time he was in. She had been having a bad day. The gun she had ordered him had been late and she might have told him that if he didn't lose the tone, she would stick it up his ass when she got it. Or maybe yelled it, and now she felt bad. "...I'm just calling to let you know that the gun you ordered just came in. If you think you can make it in tonight I'll wait for you to close up. Oh and is Nic with you tonight? Cause if so tell her the same thing for me kay." -- Victor raised a brow a little at her response to saying she was too pretty to pay for her drinks. "I'm assuming you mean the paying part." He said, because she was too hot to not hear that, she was pretty that often. He couldn't help but smile at how polite she was being as he spoke her hand. By the fact she had taken a seat he figured he at least had some chance. "Victor. You can call me Vic if you want." He introduced himself, before the bartender filled his glass again and Vic gave a small nod before looking back at Cass. He could help but smile a touch when he saw her looking him over clearly in her own thoughts. A smile that only widened a bit when she snapped herself out of it. It was a little adorable, he couldn't lie. He let his eyes check her out a bit in return, though it was a much quicker motion. Of course he had checked her out quite a few times tonight that she probably hadn't noticed. Of course he was only three drinks "So….I've never seen you here before. Picked a shitty night to start hustling the hitmen. Half of them aren't here…" His eyes looked around the bar a bit "and the weird one seems a bit pissier tonight. Should come back on the weekend when it's not raining." He said before she said that she wasn't a shark. Vic couldn't help the eyebrow raise at that. She clearly could fool people then, after seeing the game she just played. "Really? Attractive and good at pool for the back of it." He leaned in a bit and whispered with a small smirk. "If you're two dogs in a trench coat, you shouldn't be drinking alcohol." -- Daniel nodded a bit to Nicole when she said that the turn out probably wasn't helping either. Which was a good point, the last time he had been here, it was packed. "That's true, I had hoped it was cause of the rain though." He said. He would see later if his father needed any hits done that would be to Jame's style. His eyes found Cass soon though, it was safe to assume she wasn't going to be bringing them drinks back. So he went to get theirs instead. He looked at the tv where she said something about the storm before handing her her drink. "Well that's bull." He mumbled before looking away from the tv and at her. "Eh, I'm alright at 'em. As long as it's for drinks and not for money, I'll get my ass kicked by you." Dan answered with a chuckle. He followed Nic over to the table where they left the darts. "So Nic, are you freelance or do you work for the Italians?" Dan asked as he took up his darts.