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Started April 30, 2018 by @icecubes

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I nod in agreement and give up the menu back to the waiter. He takes the menus roughly and leaves to the kitchen.
"Okay, hear me out, Danny," I begin to unwrap the silverware from its protective napkin. "There's a cool place we can head to, but it's VIP only, you know those stupid new clubs and their fancy shit. But, I know someone who can get us in," My eyes dart towards the man in the booth, quickly returning back to Jean. My face was that of a mischievous stare, as if we were really going to break into some club.

Without making myself obvious, I let my eyes glance in the direction Anubis looked, locking my gaze onto the man in the booth.
I look back at Anubis, nodding.
"Let's hope it's as fun as you make it out to be." I utter, taking one last glance at my surroundings as quickly as possible.

i kiss jean

idk how to make an elaborate plan ok ive never done crimes before

"No way, is that him right there?" I exclaim. I jump to my feet and make my way towards the man. "Kane! My good old friend!" A suspicious smile spreads across my lips, as the man eyed me evilly.
"Who the fuck are you?" He growls, with an eyebrow raised.
I wave Jean over. "You don't remember? You were my college professor back in the good days. This is Dan. Dan, this is Kane."
He leans back in his seat, catching on. The man had a sturdy build and a stubble from his cheeks to his neck. He had quite the fierce look in his eyes, paired with dark bags and wrinkles. "Well! Sit down, boy."
I smiled, returning to a hushed voice. Jean sits down next to me. "Listen, Kane, there's somebody looking for you. They know where you're going, where you live, who you are. This someone, is not just anyone. You probably already know this, though."
Kane's right arm raises slightly. A gun, I presume. He eyes the both of us. "And what of it?"

"Is this too illegal, Jean?" I ask as he runs his eyes over the request. A higher-up wanted a hitman for someone named K-nine, an infamous money-launderer and drug-smuggler, known to help criminal immigrants into the country. He was reported to work with the mob, but it was unclear in the description. "Or maybe too out there?"
Jean shrugged. "Maybe, yeah… Let's keep looking…"

In a flash of spontaneity, I stand up at Anubis's cue and sit next to him. As Anubis starts speaking, I connect the dots and nod seriously.
"I'd suggest you take this guy seriously, he's not one to fuck around."
I utter, hoping to assist Anubis in driving home his ploy. I was never really the best at charismatic jobs or jobs that require convincing people of bullshit, but I guess I couldn't back out of this now.