<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/0gzSsUL.png)</div><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Character</strong>: James St. Clair</li><li><strong>Location</strong>: The St. Clair Residence</li><li><strong>Tagged</strong>: too many to list</li></ul><br/>James nodded as Gregory Ames and James' own wife went off to see about controlling the madness across the street. It never crossed his mind that Yvonne might have something else planned than just turning the volume down.<br/><br/>After a few minutes, the booming rock music turned down to a tolerable level, allowing him to continue. "<em>As I was saying</em>," he said with some excessive emphasis, "The last item on the agenda is raising funds to build a community center. It's been clear that we sometimes need a wide-open space for meetings like this, weddings, and so on. So I want those of you with some interest to start thinking on that. We want to pull money from outside of the community as well as funds from within, so I want to hear ideas - bake sales, carwashes, fuck, at this point I'd even accept a cabaret, or something..." He trailed off. "Sorry, sorry. Just... think about it, and bring your ideas to the next meeting, okay?"<br/><br/>With an expansive gesture, he said, "The meeting is dismissed. If you have any questions, come talk to me in person. Tonight, tomorrow, whenever. But for tonight, please enjoy the catering we've put together for you all."