A Dame to Kill For.

[Ash Williams]

Jacket and Harley walk into the nightclub which looked to be a busy night for drinkers even partiers. The nightclub was booming with a band playing on their main stage that sounded like rock. People were out on the dance floor living their lives with friends and other strangers. Humans wasn't the only ones attending the bar but also weird looking alien creatures that Jacket had seen earlier when he first arrived to the city. Their were some staggering drunk people that Jacket and Harley walked by that were making their way out of the nightclub. They also had to go through a crowd of people to reach the bar. Jacket takes a good luck of how the club looked and the building appeared to be old as if it has been here for ages. Weird that they can't get a formal neon sign or something for the name of the bar. He expected to be a bit run down but it wasn't too shabby. He sure did like his old bar back in Miami just the style of it and how it felt like he was at home when he enters the bar. They finally made it to the bar and it was a long one to have many people to attend it. A couple of bartenders had to work it so that everyone can get their drink at fast rate. Luckily, Jacket and Harley find a place that sit next to each other and finally get stressed free what has been happening all day. "May I get a lemon cocktail please?" said Jacket loudly to let his voice be heard over the partying that's going on. The Bartender that was working was a normal humanoid green skin alien that basically looked like a human but with green skin. He nods in response and starts making him the drink. Jacket was kinda surprised that he can still get a cocktail in this advanced world. As he waits for his drink while the both sat next to each other, Jacket tries to start a conversation by saying "So what's your name? I haven't introduce myself properly yet, my name is well Richard. If that's not good enough for you, I do like calling myself Jacket to leave my real identity unknown."