Snippet #2620940

"Pleasure is all mine. The name's Dod Freeman," She said with a wink, as she glided on by. His eyes followed her, as she eventually disappeared in the crowd surrounding the bar. The blonde from outside, followed behind her.

"I would be careful going down to the bar. There is some big scoundrel." Said the man from earlier, who offered the room a drink and in fact--did not get him a drink when he asked for one. Theo was about to open his mouth when he felt a hand on his shoulder. A heavy hand, cold and prickly--it was Huey.

"Ya done chasin' tail boy? Let's get going." He turned to see Huey and the attendant, standing behind him, waiting for him to get moving. Theo nodded his head, the act was vaguely apologetic, something rare for the proud man.

"Well fellas, duty calls. If this cabin uh, gets too..." He paused, looking around the cabin they had all been squeezed into, "Cramped. Feel free to swing on by mine--" He pointed behind him, and down the hall. With a twirl on his heels, he sauntered out the cabin, "It's the big one at the end!" The singer exclaimed, as he slid the door back behind him.

"Well, as I was saying..." The attendant attempted to re-align the group, "The Presidential Cabin you're about to enter was once inhabited by..." He turned around-Theo was gone, yet again, "Mister Monke? ...Where..." The main in the pin-striped uniform looked at Huey, perplexed and exhausted. The old man just sighed and pointed towards the bar. There was Theo, weaving through the patrons.

He zeroed in on the two women.

"Ah, Mister Monke! Could I get you anything?" One of the bartender's asked, noticing the man. Theo nodded.

"Cuba Libre. On the rocks. Thanks baby." Theo leaned at a spot at the bar just beside the two women.

"That cabin is awfully jam-packed, wouldn't you agree?" The blonde asked the other, Dod.

"That it is," Theo cooed, "Excuse me, i'm sorry to interrupt. I just extended the invite to your friends back there, but I wanted to let you all know..." There was a ding of a bell, signaling that a drink was ready.

"Cuba Libre! It's on the house for you Mister Monke. Thank you." Theo nodded and thanked the man before he took a sip of the dark brown drink.

"I'm staying in the Presidential Cabin, plenty of smoke, drink, music and space. I'd love to see you two dames there." With another sip of the drink, he pushed off from the bar, and went back to meet Huey and the poor attendant.

Inside the Presidential Cabin, Theo collapsed onto one of the lush leather seats, and lit himself a cigarette.

"...Alright."