George's Gin Joint (Formerly an abandoned warehouse named George)

[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

A high time was always to be had at George's Gin Joint. Barry "The Brain" Ween always made sure of that. The liquor was always pouring and the casino was always dealing and spinning depending on your choice of games.

And more importantly, the place was always open. You have to love a place like that!

So come on in for a good time and a complimentary drink. Surely you can't pass that up?

Comments

Re: Drink!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was there. Right now she was working two cases at once: the Death of the Black Canary, and the Disappearing "Brother." Her eyes were open for hitters and Boz, and making sure Vic Moretti didn't have reason to take her in.

The clock on both cases was ticking.

Re: Drink!

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"Freeze flatfoot!" Vic shouted as the teen orated troopers marched into the casino. "You're under arrest!"

[OOC: Escape from Vic and troopers is completely moddable]

Re: Drink!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Damnit!

"What are the charges?" Dinah asked, putting down her drink, and looking for the exit.

Re: Drink!

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"Illegal drinking dummy!" Vic said pulling her gun and aiming at Dinah. "Drop to the floor! You move an inch to that door and I'll fill ya full of lead!"

Re: Drink!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

I didn't have time to be in a local lock-up. And getting shot again would definitely but a damper on the evening.

So Dinah dropped to the floor... and crawled under a table.

"I've got an appointment, Moretti! Happy to talk Prohibition with you later!"