<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk59/Untamed_skies/bdcf3531-746f-4fc9-9b81-35e51e2eba18_zpsc75e54da.jpg) (http://s277.photobucket.com/user/Untamed_skies/media/bdcf3531-746f-4fc9-9b81-35e51e2eba18_zpsc75e54da.jpg.html)[</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Reid Lawson<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>none<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 11, 1877<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>afternoon.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>A table near the bar inside Babel's Tower<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Noticing Mayor Cochran and Abraham Solomon, Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>It was easily one of the more impressive sights Reid had ever gotten to witness himself. Certainly he had never seen that many men crowded outside any place. Looking around you might think that all the men in the crowd had just traveled through a desert without a drink, and all the towns water was locked inside. Course it wasn't so much water his peers in the crowd were thirsty for, and the promise of free booze and discounted thrills had lured a larger crowd then might have been waiting outside. Glancing around not many of them cared much for the words that were being said. They had come for only a few things, and some fancy opening was simply seconds they didn't want to waste before getting inside. Reid had never been to a grand opening before, but he reckoned that they didn't get much fancier, and only would draw a bigger crowd in a bigger town. Just as soon as that crowd got impatient though had the doors been pushed opened and everyone started pushing forward to get a first glimpse, and first dibs on what the establishment had to offer.<br/><br/>Reid was curious just how long before the men got rowdy. Three hours was his guess, with a time limit he felt certain that loads of men would be trying to get themselves to blackout long before they ever had to pay a dime. Others would be looking to take advantage of all the other luxuries offered by the establishment. Fine women, the chance to make some quick cash on the gambling table. The establishment was built top to bottom to play to the vices of the excited patrons taking advantag eof every service offered to them. Some not being able to hand over their money fast enough. However what attracted Reid wasn't the free booze, it wasn't the opportunity to gamble the rest of his money away, nor was it the opportunity to enjoy the warm body of a woman. Rather it was the opportunity to lay in a clean bed. Free of any of the sinning or soiling that came in such establishments. Not on opening night, on opening night Reid would be the very first to lay in that bed. A nice new clean bed to lay in, even if only for a couple days. That small luxury was worth the price he'd have to pay.<br/><br/>Of course that would come in due time, there were also more important things to be gained then a comfortable sleep. A warm meal would go a long way. That and the fact that a grand opening big enough to draw in the mayor, maybe it'd draw in other important men and a opportunity for some work would present itself to him. The trouble was any work they did get was temporary and they couldn't ever have enough of it. Add that in with Dale's drinking and gambling and it probably wouldn't be long before they'd be hurtin again. With that in mind he'd taking a seat at a table nearby the bar where he could might be able to eavesdrop on any information he could make use of he'd sip at his drink. Work or no work, he intended to enjoy himself and relax, and the environment of the Tower of Babel, certainly made it easy to do so.