[I][u]The Woodlands Boogie's apartment[/u][/I]

Boogie crossed his arms as he listened to Max. "Okay lets iron some stuff out before hand. First I can manage a bar, handle the rabble be it Mundies or fables, I can protect a few girls, but I am not dealing in drugs Boy learn that now." He said in a business like tone. "And you know me well enough that I'm going to have to do something about this 'dust' thing." He said with a slight sigh in his voice. "I doubt Bigby is dead though, that old dog is going to out live all of use." Boogie said with a light smirk, though who he was trying to convince was anyone's guess. He stood in silence for a few moments as he analyzed the situation. Not only were fables falling into comas from some new drug, but another fable may be behind it, not to mention apparently Bigby was missing. This was the kind of shit that he would scar people with but now that it was real... well he had to do something even if this job went to hell. "Don't worry about me talking, spending hundreds of years under beds teaches a guy how to keep to himself."