It was night by the times she pulled into the parking lot of the strip club that has her namesake. She smiles, Gand's sick idea of "honoring" her. She shakes her head and steps out of her bubblegum pink cadilacx el dorado. Her seven inch platform mary jane click softly on the asphalt. She smiles sweetly to the bouncers the flank the doorways, they actually open the door for her. She steps inside, looking over the place. She hasn't seen it since construction, nor has she even heard from Gand since her little "business trip." She scowls lightly and casts a devilish glare to a girl, who quickly skirts away. She saunters up to the bar, noticing a man eyeballing her. She flashes him a charming smile. She sits at the bar, she orders a cosmo and sighs. A nice cocktail to wind down after such a hectic trip back home. She glances over her shoulder, eyeballing the club.
"Just where the fuck is he?" she mutters under her breath.

'You another one looking for the uh.. what is it these days.. "Devil Man", doll?'

The bartender, a cute girl named Rachel asks as she mixes up the cosmo.

The club is in full swing, with at least a dozen girls prowling the area and every stage packed. The club definitly reeks of Gand, everything about it is some sick little extension of his personality...

"Devil man?" *she laughs softly. "Yeah sugar, I'm looking for the bastard, have you seen him around?"
She smirks softly, admiring the girl briefly. She is handed the cosmo and sips it lightly. She decides to chum the water.
"You see, the sorry fucker owes me big time and I'm here to make him pay up."

Well shes got Rachel's attention with that. Shes well aware of the... shall we say... Nature, of her employer.

She will linger, even lean on the bar near Alice to hear a juicy bit like this...

'Realllly?'

"Oh yeah darling," she sips her drink. "I've know the fucker for a long long time. You could say we are close."
She extends her hand out to Rachel.
"By the by, my name is Alice White," she smiles a smile that would make the devil himself melt.

Rachel nearly falls over hearing the name. She had started to doubt Alice was real, Figured Gand had some kind of problem and Alice lived in his head...

'Oh my... its a pleasure Miss White... Gand speaks very highly of you.' She says in way that makes it clear never speaks highly of anyone...

The girl will shake her hand with a very sweet and sincere smile. Maybe because she knows this club only stays afloat because of Alice's grey matter....maybe.

She laughs again, a full bodied laugh like a fine red wine. She shakes the girl's hand and pulls her close to her, practically having the girl lean over the bar.
"This is going to sound like a stupid question dear, but has Gand been a good boy?" Shewhispers to the girl like it wqas some dark secret. She lets the girl drift back, smiling sweetly to her. She half expects Rachel to die of laughter.

She pretty much does. She even has to cover her mouth because she draws eyes from laughing like that...

'I dont think that man could define "good boy" with a gun in his mouth...'

Rachel apologizes for her comment by pouring a pair of shots. Patron, the stuff that gets Gand retarded on a regular basis and he hates when Rachel offers it up for free...

'Do you want me to call him or do you want to go upstairs and suprise him?..'

Rachel grins, pushing one of the shots to Alice.

She downs the shot quickly and grimaces, "please call him down, but don't tell him it is me. Tell him something that will really get him pissed off, like some fucktard is groping the merchadise."
Alice is just plain evil sometime.
"I'm going to go sit in a booth, direct him over there please."

Rachel laughs again, taking one of the shots.

'He might come down and hurt somebody... but okay.'

She grabs up the phone and waits for Alice to make her way to a booth before calling upstairs to Gand's office...

She moves to a booth and slides in. She pulls out a silver cigarette case, opening and pulling out a sickly fragrant pink cigarette. She lights it with a lighter that matches her filgree covered pack. Now, she just waits for the show to begin with a devilish smile.

Its a matter of seconds before Gand comes rushing down the steps. Hes in his usual attire, suit pants and boots, a white shirt but no tie at this point. his sleeves are rolled up and theres a cigar beetween his teeth, its clear enough that hes wearing a shoulder holster with an automatic handgun in it.

He comes down the stairs quick producing a cloud of smoke and looking around for whoever was abusing his girls...

He even points at Rachel hoping she will be kind enough to point out whoever was up to no good in his club... When she points to the booth, with a wicked grin he glares at her and heads toward Alice...

'You fucking Bitch... what if i just came down here and shot somebody? do you have idea what kind of paperwork that would involve!?'

She looks at him astonished,"Paperwork, you mean you actually do paper work. I'm shocked, I'm truely shocked."
She stands, dressed in her usual scanty attire. This gives Gand the perfect opportunity for him to give her the once over. She breathes out a puff of smoke.
"So, is this your way of honoring me or something sweetie?" she draws close to him.

'I figured it was suiting since you were a stripper way back when i met you.' He grins steeping forward to sneak arms around her.

'And if your always away on buisness i might as well have a hundred reminders of you on staff, right?...'

Pure Gand logic there... but he does look very happy to see her back.

She sighs softly, ealning into him. There's genuine affection between them for a moment. Alice peeks out at the club, she was pretty sure everyone was just in shock...Gand has feelings....who knew.
"Well, I'm here now, so I guess you don't need so many 'reminders' huh?"
She laughs and takes his hand, leading him back to his office.
"So, the bahamas were great, I even managed to bring you a little something you'll like."
She slips a little baggy full of greens into his hand.

'Sweet!' He calls out.

'But uh.. i thought you said you were in japan?..'

He looks kind of confused, but then again he rarely pays attention to such details. Hes more focused on how she got the bag through customs... Or maybe picturing exactly how.

He says nothing about his "reminders".. he will have alot to tell her later...

It is not important how she smuggled it past customs, but she does look a bit pissed that he didn't pay attention to where she was. She pulls back from him, everyone could feel the tension building.
"You mean to tell me that I could have been dead in the Bahamas and you would have never known? Why!? Be cause you thought I was in Japan," she snarls and stalks upstairs where she snatches up his laptop and opens his e-mail. There in his e-mail was a letter from her, a cyber post card of her on the beach in a bikini. The sign above her says welcome to the bahamas, wish you were here. She looks at him and narrows her eyes.
"You are an asshole!"

She rolls her eyes and storms outside. She snatches a plain brown package from her back seat and heads back in. She slams it on the bar, startling poor Rachel.
"Look, someone will be here to pick it up. Just hand it to them with no questions asked."
She looks at Gand and snarls at him, "and you asshole are officially on ignore until further notice."
With that she head toward the doors.

Gand had just wandered downstairs, lighting a large cigar with a torchlike lighter. With Alice yelling at him and storming out he makes a comment to Rachel...

'My whole life is like me versus every damn stupid bitch in the world!' he elevates his voice at the end of teh sentence so Alice will hear it.

The best way to keep Alice is around is to piss her off. Plus shes so much hotter when shes angry...

'Oh and FUCK YOU!'

Prepare for meltdown and/or beating in 3....2...1....

"Stupid bitch!?" her fist clench up. "Fuck me!? Oh no, fuck you!"
She's so pissed she can't even think of a good come back. Instead, she picks up a liquor bottle and throws it at him. She's not trying to hit him...just yet.
"You know I'm the only thing really keeping this place running asshole!" she can't help herself. "You'd be fucking lost without....."
There is a long pause as realization washes over her. She chuckles gently before rolling into some psycho bitch laugh.
"Oh, I know what your doing. I ain't falling for it." she flips him off and starts to walk out.