<div class="floatleft">(http://lh5.ggpht.com/-7VDQhlfW9Ls/UJYM0bAlroI/AAAAAAAADXw/U63RQ5eExAk/s1242/Norman%2BReedus%2B12.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Joshua Boone (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215725.msg10611905#msg10611905)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Backroom<br/><strong>When: </strong>8 PM<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black Leather Jacket, White Tee, and comepletely Faded Blue Jeans.<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Joshua had been slowly building up the money his family consisted of a father and a mother who had both passed away a few years ago, his Ex Girlfriend who was in and out of the picture depending on how rich or poor he was. Lately however he had realized that he was better off without her and with his contracting business on the rise he had kicked her to the curb for good and instead he was spending the money on himself. At 27 he had no kids or responsibilities, but with the last three contracts he had certainly made a lot of money. The newest he had just signed was in uptown for a mansion that was owned by some up and coming businessman. The money was quite good and he expected a healthy profit margin from the job.<br/><br/>He had bought himself a nice new Pickup and was on his way back, the only drawback of his work was the commute. He lived at least a few hour’s drive from the new job and that 4 hours were starting to get on his nerves. After 2 hours of driving he decided to make a stop at the diner he had worked on a while back. He stopped there before for dinner and wondered to himself he had made a underground area too which looked like it was for guests or something, but seemed the management only used it for storage.<br/><br/>Pulling his truck into the parking he got out of the car and looked around the place there were some very expensive cars parked outside and he could only wonder what people like that were doing in a place like this. Joshua wondered maybe the club downstairs was exclusive. Either way he was starving, he took a moment before entering the diner and saw the waitress there was not a soul to be seen in the diner at least but there were cars outside. He took a seat but before he could a woman approached him<br/>“Can I help you with anything Dear?” She said in her tired but at the same time sweet voice.<br/>“Oh, just somewhere nice and quiet to sit down would be fine” He said with a light smile.  He had assumed that all booths were the same really but the lady asked him to follow her and he did. Leading him through a door that said employees Only. He wondered what he had said had triggered this. Certainly there was more to the diner than met the eyes.<br/><br/>As the stairs came to an end he was in an entirely different place. The ambience was quite different and clearly the crowd was here. He could tell that there were some important people in here. He took a table that was left unoccupied and picked the menu up wondering if this was some fancy place. He had not been to any place fancy in his life and had no idea what to expect really as he opened the menu and saw a list of stubs. Seemed liked girls or some cartoonish things, or were these girls?. Had he just stumbled into a brothel? He had never been the perverse kind, or the kind to pay for sex but maybe this once was just fate?. He looked through the menu wondering maybe some were busy the others might be free, there was no way to tell who was available. Maybe all he had to do was find the girl with the relevant mask. His eyes stopped at the Menu stub “Tropical Flower. She was 20? Or was that the number of girls that were available under the name.  If that was the case the name must be under demand, if it was the age, then he was not a pedophile. Either way it was a win” He decided to look for the girl with the mask looking around and observing all the girls walking around the place.<br/>