060. Out On The Tiles

[samson]

[Forward-dated to 7/June, early evening.]

[Spike, Ezio, Mal]
Okay, that race thing is like tomorrow or whatever. And I'm super sure I'm gonna fuckin' win, because my car is that badass. Spike, you know what I mean.

So anyway, I think we should all go out and celebrate. Let's do this. Mal, leave your wife at home.

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[gottaknockhard]

[Brock, the next time he checks that speedometer, there will be words. But for now he's focused on this weird social thing.

...So they're really going to a strip club.]

Right. I'll meet up on the way.

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[samson]

Alright, I'll see you guys there.

[Yeah, they're going to a strip club! Who wants to be blamed for cold ladies? Nobody, that's who.

The cabin isn't far from the castle, so Brock doesn't expect to be alone on the street for long.]

whoooo

[assassino]

[Ezio is there in no time, because he's almost always in town these days. He whistles when he sees Brock. The attention-getting kind, not the sexy kind of whistle. Obviously.]

It has been too long since we've had some real fun!

yeaaah

[mal_addict]

[Maladict has, of course, been taking the obvious route of shadows and rooftops to get here, she drops down beside Brock because...well she can and it's fun]

I can't even remember the last time I had some actual fun in this place.

[Probably last week but details]

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike comes along a little while after, because apparently he got distracted and picked up a buddy along the way. Or tricked him into coming along, whatever, it's not weird.

He may not have mentioned to Frodo where they were talking about going.]

Ready?

[bronwe]

[ Trailing behind Spike is this tiny guy, still dressed in his cropped pants and suspenders because even if Spike did mention it-- what is a strip club again?

He raises a hand in greeting and grins at Brock and Ezio. Hi there people he recognizes! ]

[assassino]

[He waves to his buds (and also Frodo, hey tiny dude.)]

I haven't been to the bordello for a long time, I'm looking forward to it.

[Bordello, strip club, same thing...]

[samson]

[WOW WHO INVITED THE GARDENER no it's cool, Frodo is cool.]

It's not a bordello...

[mal_addict]

[Mal gives a solemn nod] Yeah, don't get strippers and seamstresses mixed up, he doesn't like that.

[Hey it's kind of like a dwarf who had a growth spurt] Hi.

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike absently scratches at his neck... Maybe Frodo doesn't know what a stripper is either.

It doesn't really matter though, he's just here to cover. He nods to him as a way of introduction.]

Hope you don't mind a Wingman. [Haha.]

[assassino]

Hmm? A bordello is a whorehouse. Learn l'italiano, stronzo.

[The last bit is teasing. Sort of.]

[bronwe]

[ Wow he understands only a quarter of what's being said there and maybe not even that. He just sticks close to Spike anyway, who told him nothing about whorehouses by the way. ]

I was told there will be beer...

[samson]

[DEATH STARE AT EZIO. Don't be rude to the little guy.]

Yeah, but we're not going to a bordello.

[And then, to Spike:] I don't know how good of a wingman he'll, uh... be.

[mal_addict]

[Maladict chuckles, moving to give Frodo a proper lookover] I'm sure he'll surprise all of us, if we give him a chance.

Beer and scantily clad women.

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike smiles and shrugs at Brock, before turning towards Mal. Don't scare him off before they get there!]

If you talk it up too much, you're going to put a lot of pressure on them.

[assassino]

A little pressure is good.

[He grins.]

What is the difference between a bordello and a strip club, then? It is largely the same, as far as I have seen, although with less poking.

[bronwe]

[ Frodo tries his best not to shrink under Mal's gaze, but then his wide eyes do all the work for him. He tries to look at the other people in the group instead. What are they even talking about... ]

What will we be poking?

[assassino]

Ladies, of course.

[GRIN...]

[samson]

Well -- yeah, that's the point. There isn't gonna be any... 'poking.'

[He points at Ezio. YOU.] If you fuck any girls in there, I am actually going to kill you.

[assassino]

Why? I'm not married.

[mal_addict]

Don't be a spoilsport, Brock. Let him fuck a woman if he wants to. Gods know, I would have if it wasn't for the beloved ball and chain.

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike is paying attention, really, and the conversation gives him a perfect excuse as to why he's staring at Ezio. Something about that guy...]

Just watch for the strings attached. You never know what those women may be hiding.

[bronwe]

[ Wow what did you bring him to, Spike? Frodo's eyes just widen (you'd think it's physically impossible) once he figures out what they're really talking about. He clears his throat awkwardly. ]

I think I will settle for beer... and some food would be pleasant.

[assassino]

Delicious bodies under their clothing. That is what they are hiding.

But if you insist, Brock, I will make an attempt to restrain myself.

ugh i'm sorry i'm being so slow >:(

[samson]

[Wow, Maladict, don't say things like that. It's distracting in the worst way...]

Yeah, 'insist' isn't the word I'd use, but. Keep your dick in your... whatever those are. Pantaloons?