Sam, I think you've summed up everyone's feelings beautifully.

Of course, it is my greatest desire that the druggie of social interaction be allowed to loaf around in the ill-smelling alley of Velvet's club while smoking the pipe of the WCK. But I see that sometimes one must clean up a neighborhood and send the druggies to rehab so that other citizens may enjoy the alleyway as perhaps a pleasant place for kids to hang out after school, if it's large enough, or even old senior citizens of profit to play their slow chess games of booze and dancing in the battered fedoras of club life.
Never would I wish to stamp the stamp of seediness on the head of Velvet's establishment, because for such a place to truly flourish you must feed, nay, EMBRACE the bread crumb-eating ants of progress and not be tied down by the tasty eclair of WHAT FUCKING LANGUAGE ARE YOU SPEAKING!!???

If we're so inept, then why do 89% of the citizens we serve think we're doing an excellent job? That figure's the highest it's been since the formation of the Knights. Stick to your "Buisness" Velvet and you'll do fine. We'll stay to ours, protecting citizens like you.

Considering that I've never met you, and I'm pretty sure you've never visited my club, where the hell are you getting this?

...everyone who actually lives in Chicago knows they're phonier than Procyon's highlights...

<Procyon: If you're reading this, I still love ya. ;)>

I'd sooner kiss a Terat than subject myself to your version of "public safety."

Any particular Terats in mind? (Just thought I'd beat Turbo to that one...)

Don't even think about it Glowbug, or your fake ass highlights will be the least of your worries.

I don't understand why you want to close the doors of your exquisite establishment firmly upon the foot of this fair city's stalwart defenders, Ma'am, but I will stand foursquare by your right to do so.

Yes, let it not be said that The Crusader will cross a threshold when asked to refrain; I can and will play that refrain with the violin of respect. Oh, the notes may bring sorrow to my heart, but that minor key of reproach you have requested is still a part of the full scale of societal interaction, a scale that can and indeed must be used in full lest the tune seem shallow and incomplete. I can only hope that these dulcet tones set well upon your ears in this great big music hall we call life.

But I'm also a jealous bastard so I'm required to immediately fling insults and threats at anyone who so much as looks cross eyed at her. It's a macho dick waving thing... you know what I'm talkin about Zilla.

BZ: Saturdays are nova-only- you're welcome to stop by the club... Revenant has generously offered to pay for your drinks one evening out of his check.

Sunshine: You've generously offered to pay for Brawlzilla's drinks out of your check one evening. I'm so lucky to have found such a thoughtful, considerate man. Love you.

Sunshine: You've generously offered to pay for Brawlzilla's drinks out of your check one evening. I'm so lucky to have found such a thoughtful, considerate man. Love you.

You're a lucky bastard.

If we're so inept, then why do 89% of the citizens we serve think we're doing an excellent job? That figure's the highest it's been since the formation of the Knights. Stick to your "Buisness" Velvet and you'll do fine. We'll stay to ours, protecting citizens like you.

This man needs to be set to music.

BZ: Saturdays are nova-only-