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WHO: Dean Winchester, Kristoph Gavin [myscarsmiles], Franky Flam [feeling_super], Superbi Squalo [sword_master01]
WHAT: Caporegimes (and others) agree to meet, and discuss family business.
WHERE: King's Inn - strip club on the city's border.
WHEN: Evening.
It was a second - no, scratch that - third home to him. The King's Inn was a cozy establishment on the city's border, sneaking up on the highway. A run down place with peeling pink exterior walls, and a neon flash sign that claimed it was the #1 erotic dancing joint in Reggio Calabria. Dean didn't believe it for a second, but he loved the place, loved the food, loved the girls enough to know each by name.
He pulled into the parking lot, headed for the building. Inside, there was a bar to the right, a few smaller tables scattered across the place, and the main attraction right smack dab in the middle. It was early in the evening, leaving the joint empty for the most part, but the girls were still shaking it, and the bartenders already pulling out their tumblers and glasses.
Dean took a seat, ordering a Rocky Mountain Motherfucker, and sitting back, relaxing until the others arrived.
WHAT: Caporegimes (and others) agree to meet, and discuss family business.
WHERE: King's Inn - strip club on the city's border.
WHEN: Evening.
It was a second - no, scratch that - third home to him. The King's Inn was a cozy establishment on the city's border, sneaking up on the highway. A run down place with peeling pink exterior walls, and a neon flash sign that claimed it was the #1 erotic dancing joint in Reggio Calabria. Dean didn't believe it for a second, but he loved the place, loved the food, loved the girls enough to know each by name.
He pulled into the parking lot, headed for the building. Inside, there was a bar to the right, a few smaller tables scattered across the place, and the main attraction right smack dab in the middle. It was early in the evening, leaving the joint empty for the most part, but the girls were still shaking it, and the bartenders already pulling out their tumblers and glasses.
Dean took a seat, ordering a Rocky Mountain Motherfucker, and sitting back, relaxing until the others arrived.