When the door next
opens it doesn't swing, it slides. The space on the other side is the confining box of an elevator, holding a pair of nonplussed FBI agents.
The taller of the two, a dark-haired man with a very loud tie, emerges first. His eyes sweep the bar in a quick threat assessment before turning back to his partner, a woman with vivid red hair.
"Before you ask, Scully-- no, I don't think there's an X-File for this one."
[Tag: Fox Mulder, Dana Scully.
OOC: Two new characters, and two players. Please note that all threads will be getting responses from both!
Update: Your friendly neighborhood feds are off to dreamland, and I'm not talking about that base in Nevada. Slowtimed threads will be caught up with this weekend. Thanks for playing, everyone!]