Sean has been pondering entering this place for a long time, Hes not much into the Live nudes, or the booze, But the Vibes coming form this place have always made it feel welcoming. He finaly decides to enter, Wearing his same dirty clothes and bandana and converse, He left all of his possessions at The Neon Burn.

Sean walks into the club eyeing the girls a little before taking a Seat at the bar. He sits back relaxing in his seat "Do you serve any food here?" He asks whoever usualy runs the bar.

She sits at the bar like she usually does, but the new comer briefly caught her attention with the food request. Green eyes flicker over the newcomer, studying him only for a moment before turning her attention to her obnoxiously pink drink.
Rachel smiles sweetly, "Its really just basic bar food. You know, hot wings, hot dogs, burgers, pretzels and shit like that."
Alice pulls a smoke out and stands, patting the pockets of her jeans.
Yes jeans. Dressed in tight jeans, tucked neatly into three inch high heeled, brown boots. Her top is a plain black tank top, clinging to her feminine curves. Her hair is left free and curled neatly.
She brings the smoke to her lips and looks at the young made with a sugary sweet smile, "Hey, do you have a light?"

Seans eyes light up and his stomach growls as she mentions each type of food. He smiles digging in his grubby pockets to find his lighter, He pulls out a pink lighter that says "Trucker girls do it better" in big black lettering. He laughs as he reads his own lighter, "Im not sure where i got this." He lights her cigarette for her, "Hot wings sound wonderful though."

She smiles, taking a draw off as he lights her smoke.
She looks to Rachel, "Put it on my bill."
Rachel nods and goes to place the order.
"Hope you like ranch," she tells him and turns to him. She extends her hand to him. "well, I suppose I should be nice and introduce myself. I'm Alice, and you are?"

"I love ranch." He says with his huge smile, He shakes her hand "I'm Sean, Its very nice to meet you." He looks at all the bottles behind the bar "Do you happen to have vannilla coke back there?" He takes off his bandana showing his long braided hair with the wooden beads on the end, He pushes his hair back and reties his bandana.

"We have a fully stocked bar, which included vannila extract. We can make you a vannila coke, better then waffle house," she boasts. And without missing a beat, lovely Rachel and her conciderable bar tending skills already made one and set it before him.
"She's realy quick," Alice says and Rachel gives her a modest smile. "I ain't seen you around here before. Are you new in town?"

Sean sips his drink, "Thank you....Ive been living here most of my life, i move around a lot man." He says as he figits with the bead on his beard.

She raises a brow at 'man' but is used to common gen X colloquialisms, such as man, dude, and other such things.
"Hmm, interesting. Please don't take this the wrong way, but you don't seem like the type interested in titty bars. What drew you in, might I ask?"

Sean laughs "Im not sure...place Just seemed nice....and is there realy any man who doesnt mind going to a titty bar?" He winks at her and sips his drink again.

"No, I don't guess so, unless girlfriend of wifey bitches...they might mind then," she smirks. "No one wants a woman yelling at them or anything."

"Thats true.... so who owns this bar?.....you? He reaches into his shoe pulling out a slightly wet, slightly crooked handrolled cigarette. He pulls out his lighter and runs the flame under it to dry it before lighting the end and dragging off it. "Dont worry its just a cigarette. I dont like all the chemicals in the prerolled cigarettes."  

"Thats why I have mine made special," she says and sighs. "Everyone wants to know about the owner, geez."
She laughs to show she is joking.
"Gand owns this..." she searches her mind for a colorful word other then titty bar. Alas, words fail her. "Strip club."
She crosses her legs and finishes her drink. She flags Rachel, for a fill up.  

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He sips his drink again "Well it has a nice...Atmosphere....i get good vibes from this place." He places his cigarette back in his mouth blowing the smoke out every few seconds.

'I prefer the term -Gentlemans club-.' Gands voice interrupts Alice and Sean.

He somehow snuck up on the two, planting a quick kiss on the back of Alice neck and flagging Rachel for his usual gin and tonic.

'Hey your Sean right?... i think ive seen you passed out on Orphens couch a few times.'

She jumps slightly, staring at Gand, perplexed on how he snuck up on her. She chuckles lightly.
"Gentleman's club. Show me a motherfucking gentleman in this club?"

Sean stands up, placing his cigarette in his mouth, extending his hand to Gand, "Yea man, im Sean, This is a nice place, i dont remember ever seeing you at the Burn."

'Mr.Vanilla Coke here is behaving himself.' Gand retorts to Alice.

He shakes Seans hand.

'I dont go there too often. Its just a nice hiding place when the mood strikes.'

Oh and Orphen has the finest greens Gand has ever smoked, but we'll leave that detail out while Alice is right here...

Sean smiles, "Orphen is a good dude, man, I crash there a lot....Its a nice place but it doesnt have the class this place has." He says with a wink. He drinks some more of his soda, and puts out his cigarette and places the half cigarette back in his shoe.

Alice has probably been drinking since two this afternoon. "Orphen's girlfriend is hot," she just says randomly as she stands and leans over the bar. This gets her a slap across the back of her hand from Rachel. She giggles and sits back down. Rachel shakes her head and makes Alice another drink.

'Well loud music and neon lighting can only take you so far.'

Rachel will whip up Alices fresh drink and deliver Seans hot wings. Its odd for Gand to be the sober one but he snickers at Alice's comment.

'Yeah, that little punk with the perky tits. What the hell was her name?'