It was just before noon when I burst into Lux. The owner's hot female enforcer/bodyguard tried to stop me, but when she reached for me, I let her hands slip off my field, then leg-swept her and hopped past as she hit the floor, before leaping down the stairs to main floor of the club.
The owner was sitting at a grand piano located in almost the geometric center of the room. He stopped playing and looked up as I landed. "Maze?" he inquired, surprised, in a vaguely upper-class British accent.
"'Ey, Lucy!" I shouted as I strode across the room to him. "Ju got some 'splainin' to do!"
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
The owner was sitting at a grand piano located in almost the geometric center of the room. He stopped playing and looked up as I landed. "Maze?" he inquired, surprised, in a vaguely upper-class British accent.
"'Ey, Lucy!" I shouted as I strode across the room to him. "Ju got some 'splainin' to do!"
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.