Insight's "The Silent Partner" IC


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jackslate45 said:
Putting on the best straight face he could, Jack descends into the depths.

"Here it comes."
Pierson mumbles quietly as he follows Jack.

The two descend the stairs and come to another door. This one is a simple push-door with no handle.

Beyond the swinging door is a large room, basically the basement of the Wilshire Club. Both of you can easily tell that this is some sort of "speak-easy", a secret place where one can still consume alcohol despite Prohibition. It is a bit smaller than the upstairs, probably measuring 40ft by 30ft. One side of the room is a large bar, complete with a curved maple counter; this looks like it might have been brought down from upstairs.

There are easily 30 people in this space: mostly middle class folks, mostly men, a few women (and those women found here are probably "working girls"). All are drinking, dancing to a "player piano", and having a good time.

No one seems to take any particular interest in Jack or Face as they enter.

Both Jack and Face note large posters of various movie stars and radio stars on the walls. Most prominently featured, behind the bar, are large reproductions of the "Houdini" playbill both of them have seen elsewhere today.
 
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"Do you see Martin?"
Pierson asks Jack quietly.

Looking around the crowded room, Face sees George Martin, two beers in hand, drinking profusely from both. He's entertaining two women as well as a trio of men in suits. They are near what looks like a back door. This is probably a good 30ft from where Jack and Face are located.
 


Jack nods in silence, and follows Pierson quietly. He tries not to look at anyone, so he does not have to be spotted later for sneaking in here on the street.
 

Jack and Face move through the dense crowd. More than once, someone spills a drink on them or almost does. The fellows have zero chance of escaping this place without smelling at least a little bit like forbidden alcohol.

They make their way across the room and to George Martin. The actor, quite inebriated at this point, is flanked by two lovely ladies dressed as flappers (or at least, partially dressed). Behind Martin are three men in suits. One smokes a cigar and has a knife scar down the left side of his face. One is impossibly thin and straight-faced. The third is rather portly, wearing a pinstripe suit and a black bowler. He digs a cigar out of the breast pocket of his jacket.

"Oh, ho!" Martin exclaims as he sees Jack and Face. "Gennulmen and ladiessss.... This is Jackkk..." he says, pointing at Pierson, "Annn this is the Faccccce!" he says, pointing at Jack. "I didnnn think you guyssss were gonna show. But hey! The more, the merrier!" The ladies smile, but say nothing, at Martin's exuberance.

The man with the lit cigar, standing just behind Martin and to his left, steps forward. He looks at Jack and Face, then back to George Martin. "Hadn't we best go talk about that deal, outside?" The other men shift in position as if preparing to help usher Martin out the back door.
 

Face

"Hey, we just arrived. Can we not share a drink with our friend first?"
Pierson says, trying to make a friendly face that his many broken face bones and scars make look like sneering.
 

Making a mental note to shower for at least an hour to try and get rid of this alcohol, Jack puts on a fake smile for George "Indeed. It is also nice to hog all the women and drinks, George. "


Pulling out his own cigarettes, he lights one up and takes a drag out of it. His still tries to make no eye contact with anyone other than George
 

"Hey, we just arrived. Can we not share a drink with our friend first?"
Pierson says, trying to make a friendly face that his many broken face bones and scars make look like sneering.

The man with the cigar, with the knife scar down the left side of his face, smirks at Face's face. "Yeah, sure. Just make sure he doesn't get too far away. He and I have business to conduct."

Making a mental note to shower for at least an hour to try and get rid of this alcohol, Jack puts on a fake smile for George "Indeed. It is also nice to hog all the women and drinks, George. "


Pulling out his own cigarettes, he lights one up and takes a drag out of it. His still tries to make no eye contact with anyone other than George

"You guysssss shhhure are good palssss," George says, stumbling a bit as he lurches forward. "Y'know, I think I may have had one too many tonight!"

The three men in suits watch carefully as George joins Face and Jack a few feet away. The thin one whispers something to the guy with the knife scar.

OOC: Listen checks if you want to try to hear what the thin guy says.
 
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