Wednesday Night at The Catscratch Club

[poison_lipstick]

The day was coming to a close as they opened the club, and it was a day that had just gotten weirder and weirder by the gorram second. Saffron had woken up with a boyfriend who was suddenly gay, had come across an ex-husband who was uncommonly cheery, and had made out with Major Perfect himself (who was no longer acting near as perfect) - and that

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[sgmitchell]

Working the night away wasn't any more appealing than walking the island all morning on patrol had sounded, but the difference with the night shift, was that it put him in the proximity of the largest grouping of women he could think of. It was men's night up in the strip club, and while it was a shame there wouldn't be a show, it worked well enough for him--with notable exceptions, tonight would provide better potential for desperate women than tomorrow would.

By the end of the night, he was confident he would love his job. The stuff he had at his place was really all a bit plain and functional. Sure, there were leathers, but they were meant for practicality rather than style, and would be far too heavy for island weather. It was no matter, because the shirt and slacks that the clothing box cheerily provided him served his purposes well. Whatever its ulterior motives for later were, he was always the sort to seize the moment, anyway.

Maybe it wasn't the traditional 'bouncer' look, but that would just draw further attention to him for any left...unfulfilled by the shows topside, and leaving the top partly unbuttoned gave a ruffled, relaxed feeling that allowed it all to fit in with the club setting.

Yeah...today was going to be a great day.