<div class="floatright">(http://culinaryspirits.files.wordpress.com/2010/12/joshwills1.jpg)</div><em>"Doc" - Dr. Sean Rossi - October 15th 2011 – 8:52 PM - Basement Lounge of the Fucking Gulch</em><br/><br/>Doc nodded and set the bottle of Makers Mark down on the bar.  He knew Amethyst a little bit, and if she wanted another shot, she'd have no problem asking for one or even taking one herself.  Though she seemed to be in a good mood tonight so she might be satisfied with just the one.<br/><br/>"I was just telling Ruby here," Doc said as he offered the bottle to Amethyst, "About how seriously we take the seperation of what happens here to what happens outside these walls.  Why it's probably very likely that in a town like New Harrisville Falls you're quite likely to bump into someone you might know from here.    Co workers," he said with a grin, and it wasn't clear if he meant co workers inside the brothel walls or outside, "friends, maybe even clients.   But it doesn't matter. "<br/><br/>Doc smiled and cracked a bottle of water and took a sip, "See it doesn't matter because everyone who comes here, for whatever reason, well, they become a part of the secret don't they?  Most likely they've as much to lose as the next person.  But in the end, we all just want to have a little fun, maybe make a few extra dollars."<br/><br/>He grinned at the two women and asked, "Right?"<br/><br/>But before he could get an answer the clock on the wall chimed nine PM.  "Well Ruby, it's nine, clients start coming through the doors after nine.  I expect you'll be popular tonight seeing as how you're new.  Good luck, and..."  He paused and then pointed at the ceiling only two feet above his head, "Just so you know, room four is right above us."<br/><br/>He liked to tell the new girls which room was right over his head.  Hopefully it would give them a sense of security knowing that someone was below them listening in case they needed help.   Not that a shout or a scream would go unheard anywhere in the gulch, but still, Ruby was new after all.<br/><br/>Then as a shorter man past his middle years came down stairs into the lounge Doc smiled at the two working girls he'd been chatting with, "First client of the night, Napoleon always gets here early.  If you ladies will excuse me, I know he'll want his drink."   Doc moved off to pour the short older man a drink.  "Ahhh Napoleon my friend, another Indigo night I'd assume?  You know she won't be here for another hour, why don't I fix you a drink...."<br/>