Gand cringes as the bottle of liquor smashes. By now they've drawn quite a bit of attention to their little spat.

Gand waves his arms like a conductor. 'Theres nothing to see here people.' He ends by pointing at one of the girls who nervously stopped dancing and she gets back to work.

He leaves the mess for an employee to clean up and decides to be a little more discreet and just follow  Alice outside...

'Hey, you, with the face!' he calls after her once outside.

'That was a ninety dollar bottle of scotch you chucked at me.'

"So what!?" she snarls as she quickly trots down the steps. She fishes her keys out of her bag and stops. "You are a fucking asshole Gand."
She opens the door of her car, "I could have been like that Hollywood girl. You know, the girl in Aruba and you would have just been up in your office with your thumb up your ass and some cheap mini me blowing your balls. Your really something else."
She gets into the car and starts up the car....

She does have a point, not that Gand can or will ever admit it.

He does the stupid thing and stands right in front of her car with one boot up on the bumper. Not that she hasnt hit him with a car before... but this sometimes slows her down.

'You know thats not true. Your alot harder to get rid of than some blonde little tart whos probably growing beautiful corals as we speak.'

He gives her a wide smile and puffs his cigar.

'And you clearly made it home safe so how about we calm the fuck down and go have a drink' His tone switches from demanding to childlike in .2 seconds...

'Uh.. please?..'

Hitting him with the car seemed like a good idea. but thankfully for him, she decides against it. She stares at him long and hard, briefly glancing to people who enter the club. She sighs and gets out of the car. She walks over to him and smiles softly, she really loves it when he begs. She leans up and kisses his cheek.
"Zebra," she says softly. "It'll be your safe word for later."
She takes his hand and leads him inside with the promise of wild make-up fun.

We all pay for our sins somehow... zebra.. toaster... tricycle is when he starts to worry.

He slips an arm around her as they enter the club again, their little tryst seeming forgotten by all but the bartender, who is giving them a very strange look...

'I need you to meet someone.'

He says, kind of randomly.

She smiles to him and looks to the bartender.
"yeah baby," she says softly, letting him lead her to the bar.

'Oh and someones trying to kill me, again.'

He adds, as Rachel mixes them another set of drinks.

"Oh fantastic," she says as she rolls her eyes. Alice sips at her drink, a sickly pink combo. She smiles wickedly. "Anything I can do?"

He shrugs and downs his whiskey sour.

'Doubt it, i dont even actually know who she is, I just thought you might like to know. She has a kid apparently, im thinking if I can work the proper leverage i can turn her elsewhere or something.'

Strange how these conversation seem like dinner chat with them.

'You remember that skinny little tramp Karlie? The one whos leg i broke... she showed up here a few days ago.'

"I know, I was saw her a few days back," she giggles slightly. "I hired her to kill someone for me."
Its strange, but Gand and Alice are a strange couple indeed. These two run a strip club, plot against just about everyone around them and the most over sexed couple in Georgia.
"Oh, and she's gonna sell some smoke for me," she says as she slide her fligree covered case to Gand. Inside, if he peeked would see a white rolled smoke.
"Thats for later," she winks.

Gand grins at the rolled little smoke.

'Good call.. someone needs to make that girl work, shes always begging for blow... or.. blowing for it.'

Gand pushes his glass out so Rachel will replace it.

'Can i ask who your killing?..'

"Blowing for it?" she asks him, raising a perfectly groomed brow. "Hopefully not blowing you."
She sighs and takes another sip, "You try to help someone and they just end up fucking you over. She's this lost soul named Katie Sharp, coincidentally, the sister of Karlie's former boyfriend."
Karlie's crazy for not thinking Alice hadn't checked EVERYTHING out. She chuckles softly, smiling to Rachel as she passes.
"So, it might make things a bit interesting. I cvalled Katie out and I'm going to have her meet me in the slums. But she'll be meeting Karlie instead and I'll bet you one grand that Matti is with his dear lost little sister."
She turns her back to the bar and leans her back against it.
"I asked Karlie to bring me back some proof," she states so casually, as if she were talking about shoes.