<b>Dylan Murphy</b><br/>Location: A Little Slice<br/>Tagged: Lucy Martin<br/>Time: Mid-evening<br/><br/><br/>"Well spicy sounds good.  How about a couple of slices with the pepperoni, and a couple of bottles to go,  and an angel to share them with in the rooftop garden. "  He grinned. "You almost done here?  Because I know I am ready to take you home.  "<br/><br/>He smiled and paid for the order of course , and then waited for her to come back.  He took the food and offered his arm if she wanted to take it, though didn't make a big deal about it otherwise, and they walked back.  Past the shops, one that sold knockoff cut-rate clubware to the crowd striving to get past the velvet ropes , a  wine shop with several fine vintages displayed, as well as a few trendy hipster ones.<br/><br/>He had seen all these on the way up though, so he paid much more attention to her.  "So I bet you didn't know, right over there,  the place with the new building, that used to be the old State Hospital for the Mentally Infirm.  Oldschool place, like Gotham city spooky.  It was falling down when I was born, by the time I got on the beat it was abandoned.  Except for the drug dens .  It was almost no go land back then.  It was like a pit to hell right in the middle of this shining city.  "<br/><br/>"I have to admit I am glad its not like that anymore, I dont think a country gal like you would probably have chosen to move here if it were still like that"<br/><br/>Of course, he had learned a few things from the old neighborhood, the way it used to be.  The dark seedy underbelly of the Shining City , it's vile enticements holding a charm all their own.  He had learned who he truly was , faced with the darkness.<br/><br/>He kept walking and soon they were at the GPC, heading for the elevator   "Ready for the garden?"  He asked.