"Adali" He pauses and sticks his hand out to shake. He pulls a pack of cigarettes out of the pocket of his button up shirt. He sticks the cigarette in his mouth and with a swift flick, lights it. He takes a long drag. "So, I take it you're in a band?"

Being in a band is hard work it bad enough when you have work, practice, social lives to work through. Tonight was Sunday and while Logan, was the oldest and always the slave driver Tommy wasn't much that kind of guy. Things just sort of happen for him as he floats through life. Tommy being the drummer of the band he was naturally talented at it. But he was always good at hitting things, from a young age he had a wild life breaking bones,stealing hearts and just somehow managing to get through without dieing and right now as he was going to a party to blow time while everyone practice, he never wonder why he was lucky he just accepted the fact that things would go his way

"Sup" Tommy said with his ripped up jeans that he made the cuts from wear and a lot of tear and his ACDC black tee shirt on. "You shouldn't be yawning it already the afternoon."

OOC: So ready for this to be a thing again.

The beat up Ford van belonging to Adali Vernon pulled into the parking lot. It had been maybe four months since Adali had left for Brazil. He had learned a lot abroad, he felt a little unprepared to adjust back to American culture. He was a little cranky from the plane ride so he leaned up against the van and began smoking a cigarette. He was wearing a "Pissed Jeans" T-Shirt, a grungy trucker cap, and black skinny jeans that all reeked of travel.

OOC: We could try to move this to a more neutral place to get a greater amount of people.

Lou opens his mouth to speak but then scratches as his head as he sees Adali walk in. "Say, I've got an idea. It's Sunday night and there's a huge city out there. What do you say the three of us hit the town, maybe a club and try to flaunt our Rockstar charm, eh?"

Tommy nod wanting to get away anyway and to take on the town. "yea, I'm down so lets go, unless you guys aren't afraid to sneak in bar and stuff and doing some illegal stuff."

"There's that ritzy place up the block, way way downtown." Lou said, "The Devil's Playground. Really prissy place, and they might not let us in, but I think I know a guy who knows a guy whose the bouncer so we might be able to get in. Just maybe."

"Lets go for it then. Yeah?" Lou replied.

Lou tapped his fingers against his cheek as he thought, "Hrm, not that I can remember, I mean maybe. I've only been in there like once."

"Right then," Lou said, as he pointed to the door. "Less talking, more DOING."