At the end of the bar, sitting back and watching the colorful crowd before me. There's a party tonight, for whom I'm not certain yet, having only just arrived, but I'm looking to get lost for a night without worry of the next story or big event.

"Give me somethin sweet, Mac," I tell the bartender, then cautiously adding some of my own flask to the mix for flavor. I look around for Frank- he was supposed to be here tonight, but is missing someplace.

I wander through the crowd- there must be some action going on in this place tonight...