<strong>Name:</strong>Marchosias<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Zed, Ayr, Jessamyne<br/><br/>"If he didn't know it was missing, yet, I'd be more disappointed in him than impressed with you," Marc answered, seemingly unfazed by the Fae's expert sucking technique. "Whatever your methods were, if they worked against him, I'm sure they'll at least work during the audition tonight. You'll be going in ahead of everyone, lifting, then replanting. I'll give you more details when there's less going on," he stated simply, implying that what was currently going was less the real audition, and more like introductions. As the idea was put to him to continue meeting with his prospects while enjoying Zed's talents, he laughed a bit and patted Zed's shoulder (the real one). "Don't worry, I never let pleasure get in the way of business. I was just waiting for our elf friend to get done with her work before I called the next one up," he assured, calling the fairy waitress and whispering a quick order to her, which she fluttered off to obey.<br/><br/>While Zed deepthroated him to show off how far he skill went, his thick member throbbing in her mouth, he gave her a grin. "Instead of doubling up on me, why don't you give our poor friend here some help?" he asked, reaching over to grab Ayr's own engorged sausage through his white leather and giving it a slight rub. "He feels pretty pent-up. And when you're done with her, archon, you can go and prepare as many anti-beast and anti-dwarf rounds as you can. We should need quite a few," he requested as if this was all business as usual, and getting one's cock sucked was no more distracting to work than having a cigarette. "Oh, and give this back to Danny on the way down," he asked politely, sliding the kitsune's gun over in front of Ayr.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Bartender, Danny<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jugo, Zero, Charisma, Jack, Rutilus<br/><br/>After Jugo walked off with his O negative (which he hadn't bothered to heat up), the large, obsidian-skinnd orc scowled and took the ten grand stack of bills off the counter, sliding it into his pocket to tell Marc about once he had handled more important business. He never trusted a vampire, let alone a gangster vampire. He was sure Jugo had plans to either try to buy control of the new group Marc was forming, or he wanted more information to use against them. Either way, he knew his nephilim boss wasn't going to fall for it. If he didn't give the bribe back, he'd probably just burn it right in front of the greedy vampire. He would have done the same himself if Jugo hadn't walked away too quickly.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the kitsune, Danny, having held back the rush of very large gangsters wanting to get upstairs for the moment, leaned back against the rail just in time for the waitress to come and deliver a quick message to him. This time, he just called out over the loud voices and music of the bar, not wanting to leave the stairs unguarded in order to call someone up. "Rutilus!"