"Pretty late for a walk, were you stalking people again Booger? ...By the way you are out of mustard. Don't worry, soon you will be able to buy a more expensive brand."

Max made himself more comfortable in his seat.

"I'm here to offer you a job. One I am sure you will find far more rewarding then your current uhhh......business, let's call it that. I've had some trouble recantly in one of my clubs and I need someone who, shall we say, is a hit with the ladies."

Max was laughing on the inside, well aware of Booie being the hopeless romantic......what a fool.

"Mundies are fucking worthless. They are good for keeping regular customers in check and looking scary but I need someone to take care of my employes. Everything from handling gramour, helping out backstage or manning the bar, to escort jobs. Old Headless is doing a hell of a job but he can be in only so many places at once. He could use some help before he completely losses his head."

Headless horseman jokes ahoy >:0

"There is another matter I'd like to discuss with you which is the reason for my sudden visit as you can imagine. But I will feel much more comfortable discussing it with someone who is working for my establishment. So? Are you intrested? If you are that attached to your costume store I am sure you will have some time for it, or hire someone to man it for you. Should we talk numbers?"