Carmine chuckled a bit, his eyes keeping solely on the two of them, now; he'd let his soldiers take charge of the bar for the night, if need be. He had his mind on... other pursuits for the evening, now. Roxy fingering that string of pearls, Madie writhing to the music; it was all very distracting. The blonde didn't look like the type to bend to anybody's will, but that spunky one sure seemed ready for just about anything. An image flashed through Carmine's mind of he and Roxy taking turns using Madie's body up through the early morning hours. He had to close his eyes for a moment just to clear his thoughts.<br/><br/>As Roxy declared what drinks she wanted, Carmine had to only give a glance to the bartender. In a few moments, three martinis were placed on the bar, a curlicued lemon peeling resting perfectly at the bottom of each one. "Here ya go, ladies," the Capo said with a smile, plucking up the stem of one of the glasses, "somethin' for us to drink till the band plays somethin' to get us closer."