Geraldine's bubbly happiness quickly resurfaced when Devin put a protective arm around her and she snuggled in like she does with most who seem to want to protect her. She even chuckled at his cheeky remark that maybe he 'offed' Cal Capone.<br/><br/>The matronly woman resumed her chatter,<em>"Well if anyone can believe the news these days and that reporter Dottie Malone.  She maintains she rode with the G-Men assigned to tail Coppone's trucks and stake out Cappone's warehouses.  And you'll never guess where she saw goods being delivered in the dark of night!"</em><br/><br/>She lowered her voice to a soft hush making those around her lean in to hear her.  The quiet gentleman by the phone booth looked the most interested and his gaze was now riveted on the older woman.<em>"Miss Malone reported that the goods were delivered to a secret vault in the,"</em>she pauses for dramatic effect, "basement of the<strong> Central Manufacturing District Bank</strong>!" She nods to everyone before continuing.<em> "And that's not all!  It seems his henchmen guard the place and she even said that there is crates of liquor.."</em>Everyone  gasps and then chuckles since prohibition is just a fact but it sure doesn't seem to affect this crowd.<em> ".. weapons and many other mysterious crates."</em><br/><br/>'Mr Phonebooth Man' cleared his throat but the woman didn't pause even for a breath.<em> "It's said deliveries are made from there to all t he bars and speakeases in Chicago through an extensive tunnel system.  That Mr Cappone must have been very organized but I bet he had a  lot of enemies too! The G-men have their hands full figuring out what happened to that 'businessman'. "  </em>She pinched her lips on an already pinched looking face and tsked her disapproval of the whole sordid affair.<br/><br/>With that the sultry sounds of jazz became louder, signalling the return of Tessa to the stage.