Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160316234859/@comment-25828117-20160323002718

"Good for you." Clive said bluntly in a manner that was somewhere stuck between polite and obvious brush-off. After that he put his arm softly around Doris' shoulder.

"Please, sir. Enjoy your stay. After all the night is still young... I'm sure you'll eventually think of this evening as something wonderful. Now if you'll excuse us."

Without Doris really having any choice in the matter she went along with Clive, but not without giving a glance back at Russel with genuine concern on her face. After which she and Clive disappeared in the crowd of the party.

A few seconds later, whatever movement The Boss was doing before being abruptly stopped, continued as his senses were returned to him in a snap.

Now he stood alone, near the large glass window wall on the 60th floor of some Manhattan Highrise Club.