Snippet #1319060

Marron sighed over the hum of her diesel-engine car, a rather large... very expensive item. Accompanying her as always were few of her thugs, dressed up in suits, as usual. Her eyes rolled around to them, and they gave a slight nod to her. Back to the window flew her gaze, her fingers drumming upon her chin. Today was a dull day. No crimes or misdeeds planned for today, noone to collect 'Protection' from. Nothing. At least she was going to get to go out today. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, her vehicle came to a halt, and she would step out, fluffing out her dress, and looking at the place in question. It looked like a rather nice building, and the aroma of food was enthralling. Nothing she hadn't smelt before, but it was a nice change.

She walked in the door, and almost immediately was seated. Being the leader of a Gang had it's perks. As her two bodyguards went to sit down, he held up a hand, to signal them to stop. "Nah-ah-ahh! No, you won't be eating here. Or at least not at this table. I'd prefer a while without your company, if you would." She said, grabbing her napkin, and placing it in her lap. The two men looked to each other, shrugged, and went out to stand next to the door.

A server came by with a bottle of wine, and poured her a glass, before moving on to serve other people. She smiled, took a sip of her wine and sighed, enjoying the reletive quiet of the eating establishment. Perhaps someone would come by. A playful harlequin. A prude strumpet. A quirky inventor? You never know....