bright light city

I'm going to meet a Realtor in hopes that I can find something suitable for a business idea I have. Does anyone wish to accompany me?

( filtered away from anyone from the Island! That especially means Ben Linus! )

Well, I've taken to this new enviroment pretty well. I brought myself a nice little club close to the hotel that I'm in the process of sprucing up, and I'll be setting up shop soon. Money really does make time speed up, doesn't it?

So come along to Dr Facilier's, and look for me sitting near the back. Anyone currently a guest of our benefactors, Zenner, gets a free pass. Drinking, dancing and dining.

Greetings and salutations to all! I gotta say, when you come from the place I'm from, just about anything looks favourable in comparision. A classy hotel room, buckets of green and a beautiful new year. I'm from 1912 New Orleans, and I'm pleased with all these brand new changes I see. The old homestead took something a hammering, sad to say, but Vegas...why, it's built on dreams.

But just because everyone's speeding around in cars that look like carved soap and yammering into their phones doesn't mean people are really happy, does it? Doesn't mean their dreams have come true, and that's my trade: dreams.

And my manners have evaded me. A tip of the hat from Dr Facilier, ladies and gentlemen. I have to admit, I'm not really lovin' this new fashion style but when in Rome, ay? Had to make some modifications to my wardrobe, and some decorating once I find a new place to set up shop. I don't need to, of course, what with that endless pit of money our benefactors have so generously given us, but then...what's life without work?

I'll see y'all around.