Tristan and Mr. Sypher, Pandora's Box, Wednesday night
Tonight, like most every other Wednesday night, the club was busy. He had done multiple walk throughs, each time finding a new face being pleased. There also seemed to be an influx of women in the club, not employed by him. He smiled as a brunette introduced herself then a blonde. His smile turned into a grin as he saw them kiss eeach other, then the man they most likely were with.
But it was a shipment night, so Tristan made his way around back to the loading dock. He stood and watched as crates came off a truck then different crates got loaded on. When they were finished with the exchange, he signed a reciept for the alcohol and turned, then nearly jumped out of his skin.
Averting his eyes he nodded. "Good evening, Mr. Sypher."