Orlando mays as well have handcuffed the girls to himself. They wont be going anywhere, in fact, its liekly one of them is testing her first name with his last name....

Tommy looks up as Vittorio heads back over with the nights prizes and nods approvingly. Mr.Vegas has done well and quicker than Tommy suspected. His deal with Stevie done he claps him on the back in exaggerated fashion and stands to join Vittorio and the girls attached to him.

'Well well, fishing was good Orlando. Off to the ball with us!'

"Allow me," he says to Tommy and the two girls in question.  He pulls out a cell phone and hits a speed dial button.  He looks the girls up and down as if making a few judgments as he has a low conversation with whoever is at the other end.  When he's apparently done eying the girls he turns back around and has a few more murmured words.  Vittorio finally pockets the phone and turns back to the group.  "My limo will be here in a short while," he says in general.  Addressing the two girls, "If you two don't mind, I took the liberty of having my chauffeur pick up a little something for the two of you to wear.  We're heading to a Halloween ball put on by a few distinguished friends of mine.  I thought costumes might be appropriate."  He gives that winning, show stopping, shit eating smile of his.  "I hope you don't mind the indiscretion."

The girls would go as nudists if Orlando asked them to. Tommy has an easy costume out in his car. But showing up and pregaming in Vittorios limo is the plan for the evening so he will just grab it so they can go.

(The halloween party is up under the elysium tab)

I wander out shortly after Tommy, making certain the bouncer spots me with him. If its one thing I do know about these sorta places, its who you know that can get you overlooked. I play at being a little drunk, with a slight stagger. Nothing that would suggest I was wasted, only tipsy, and in bad need of a piss.

I turn the corner, and start reaching into my bag grabbing my tools of the trade. I have a spot of duct tape on the far corner of the stencil and quickly get it stuck holding onto the other as I lean over in a mock attempt at a drunk guy pissing on the wall. Reaching down to my fatigues I grab the can of paint and quickly shoot the stencil, keeping an eye out for anyone paying too close attention to me. From all looks it would appear t be a punk taking a piss on the side of a club, certainly not the first of such occurrences to happen at this fine establishment.

2008-11-04 14:39:22 Stevie rolls 6 dice to Man + Strwi 9,4,10,6,7, 4 (4 successes) (For acting drunk)

2008-11-04 14:38:22 Stevie rolls 5 dice to Perc.+Alert 6,2,9,3,4 (2 successes) (For noticing anyone watching)

2008-11-04 14:40:48 Stevie rolls 4 dice to Dex (painting) 10,1,5,1 (failure)

Well the fucking stencil would not hold still, so I try and reposition it and get a better one painted.

2008-11-04 14:42:33 Stevie rolls 4 dice to Dex (Reposition) 3,2,6,4 (1 success)

2008-11-04 14:42:48 Stevie rolls 4 dice to Dex (Painting) 6,5,6,8 (3 successes)

After I finish I grunt a little and drop the can, zip up my drawers and hunch over with my bag making a vomiting sound while I gather my shit and stuff it in my bag. I walk out with a bit more dignity and head toward my bike. If any security noticed me I can only hope that me speaking with Tommy earlier told them I was on his credit and best not to toy with, or at least I know how to bribe someone.