Tossing the keys upon the small marble surface of the kitchen island Bruce picked up the pile of mail that he has neglected for a few days, tossing junk mail one way and bills the other way when half way through the mailings he ran across an invitation to one of his poker buds bachelor party.  A small smile came to his face as a few images passed across his mind’s eye. “Lucky Dog!” he chuckled for his soon to be married bud. Tossing the rest of the mailings to the side, he pulled the holster from his belt and tossed it upon the pile of ads followed by his gold badge.<br/><br/>Picking up the invitation he moved over to the fridge and pulled out his last beer and the plate of cold pizza, ‘Damn.’ he muttered while looking down at the cold pizza and realized he could be attending this party with his friends, at least there would be more beer, hot women, and party food. He chuckled at himself for even thinking about going, he was able to hide his occupation from the poker group but when it came to wolf lounge staff they knew.<br/><br/>Sitting down in front the TV, he began his evening ritual of flipping through and being disappointed with the stupid selection of shows, but that was nothing compared to the disappointment he got when he took a bite from the cold pizza. Tossing it to the side, he took a big swig from the bottle of beer and even that did not taste good. Frustrated with the situation at home, a hard day on the streets his idea of going to this party was looking good now.<br/><br/>Putting on a black tee shirt and blue jeans, Bruce walked out of his apartment and headed to the wolf lounge. His thought would be to lay low and just mingle with the buds that he hung out with at the poker table, what could go wrong? He just had to leave the cop in the closet and let the night go, as it will. He reminded himself about letting the night go, as it will as he pulled into the wolf’s lounge parking lot.<br/><br/>Entering into the lounge Bruce began to instantly looking for some of the people that he knew. He wanted to get into the crowd before the staff could even have the chance of confronting him alone. Safety in numbers he chuckled to himself as he spotted a few of his friends hanging at the bar. Slowly he made his way over to them … “Hey what’s up?”