There's always a lot of things going on in Chicago at any given time. Anywhere you go, any neighbourhood, any hour, there will be something ~HAPPENING~.

For example, at the Conrad Hotel, Adelaide Hunt is packing her bags to head back to New York, and hoping very desperately that Martin got her voicemail asking him to come up so she could say good ( Read more... )

If anyone is watching the news, they may catch this report ( Read more... )

Adelaide Hunt is waiting in the lobby of the Conrad Hotel. She's in one of her nicest (but not gaudy) dresses (a sort of red-wine color), and she has those old-fashioned nice gloves on, camel colored. That's how you know she wants to look good - she doesn't break out her nice gloves for just anyoneFeel special, Martin ( Read more... )

Adelaide always stands out. Not so much in New York, given the quirky people there. But sometimes, while she stands out, she doesn't look as out of place as she usually does. And sitting at a table in the Conrad Hotel Lounge, listening to the singer and sipping a cocktail, she looks glamorous. Classy. Not out of place, but distinctive ( Read more... )

The blonde girl who gets out of the cab in front of the Conrad is not a familiar face, but anyone looking for that sort of thing would see a vague resemblance to Annie Hunt. She's a bit anachronistic, looking like she just stepped out of the 1930's (minus the gun, of course), with an old-fashioned suitcase and a stylish (well, in the '30s) hat ( Read more... )