Who: Ronnie and Frank. When: October 19. Where: Ronnie's club. What: A sort of job interview. Rating/Warnings: Let's say PG-13 / TBD. Status: In progress (closed).
Frank supposes that getting messages out of the blue when you're on a network like Valar shouldn't be that odd, but it was odd to him anyway. It just didn't really happen - especially where offers of employment were concerned. In any case, it had made him moderately suspicious so he'd dug around a bit about this Kray guy and his business here.
A club.
Frank's pretty sure he's too over it to be a bouncer (what else could the offer possibly be), but it's not like he has much better to do. At the very least, he can take the dog for a walk and tell the guy thanks but no thanks. All things considered, it's a pretty nice establishment. Frank hadn't bothered dressing up beyond making sure his clothes were clean, so he sits on a chair to wait while the dog sits obediently at his feet.