It was one of those days again, and it came none too soon. The moment Leon found out where Danny was going to be (across town), and when (today) and for how long (most of the day), he headed over to the Kit Kat Klub in hopes of catching Frankie. He'd promised to make another phone call to San Francisco to confirm the Big Secret Plan, and with their ( Read more... )

Herman is behind the bar serving up drinks to the early crowd, mostly comprised of working stiffs and young couples out for a chat before moving on to dinner and a movie ( Read more... )

It was way too cold as the four merry wanderers went out into the street waiting for a cab. Ophilia wrapped her arms around Francine, as Sugar Baby patiently sat on the sidewalk, tail shivering more than wagging ( Read more... )

Ophilia went the klub with a new vitality. She'd agreed to take a cab because Francine was joining her. And so was Sugar Baby. She'd brought the whole gang. Sans Leon, of course. But the way she saw it he'd left the gang a long time ago ( Read more... )

Leon had managed to stay out of Ophilia's way long enough to sleep the entire day away, locked in his room. He wasn't in the mood to hear it from her, and he didn't want to have to explain anything to her. Sure, it was silly and childish, but as long as their paths didn't cross (thank goodness the both of them kept such irregular hours), he was in ( Read more... )

Swirling the olive-ladden cocktail stick around her untouched martini glass, Lydia looks up towards the dusty clock above the Kit Kat Klub's bar. 7pm The Klub was only just begining to fill up with patrons and although she had told that charming-and rich looking Mr Visconti, that she would meet him at eight, Lydia had wanted to get there early. ( Read more... )

((from hereOphilia sits in the corner of her room. She is not on the bed and not in a chair. She is, instead, slid down the conjoined walls onto the floor, knees drawn to her chest trying furiously not to cry. This leads to a lot of gulps, whimpers, grunts and various other noises like a balloon that keeps blowing up with air but refuses to pop ( Read more... )

Situating herself at the table of food, after leaving Danny to it. Dolores is contant to quietly servey the room. She watches Leon entertaining the drag qeens before moving with Frankie and the small dapper man, to the staircase she and Danny were just conversing by ( Read more... )