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The year was around the 1930s. What a time, man. Guys were guys and dolls were dolls. Around the Great Depression too. Not a lot of folks took kindly about that thing. Money was always tight and everyone was losing their jobs. Not only that, the rise of crime. Famous names going around town after town, and these names were no celebrities names. Like, take this name for example. Dasari; sounds strange doesn't it? Well, Dasari was one of the most dangerous bank robbers out there. A smart fellow, who likes good clothes and good food. With a couple of close friends, he was able to make a bank licked clean. Not a cent in sight for the coppers.

Dasari could look like anyone, for he was quick with changing the way he looked. At the moment, he was at a swinging club with his buddies of crime, enjoying a fresh drink. He looked around, seeing some dames flirting with random guys. He felt someone nudge him and he turned. Duncan, one of his buddies, was smirking and looking at a girl.

"That's one fine looking doll. You agree Noah?" Duncan asked.

Noah looked over to where Duncan was looking. Just some dame in a red dress, with her hair flown down to her shoulders. He shrugged, not really caring. Than, he saw someone behind the dame with the red dress. A fellow, maybe around his age, in a uniform and jotting down orders. Noah couldn't help but smirk and he smacked Duncan's arm lightly.

"You want the girl, get up and go. I'm gonna get another drink." He said.

Noah got up from his table, leaving Duncan be and his other buddy, Trent, chirping away to some dame with green-ish looking hair. Noah followed the boy to the bar where he was shouting out an order. He lightly tapped on the boy's shoulder, making the boy jump and turn around.

"Oh, hello. Can I help you, sir?" The boy asked.

"Perhaps you can. Tell me, what's your name?" Noah asked, lightly smirking.

"Cody, sir. D-Do you want a drink, sir?" Cody asked.

"Cody. OK, can you be a good boy and get me a scotch on the rocks?" Noah said, taking a seat by the bar.

Cody nodded and went to tell the bartender. Noah watch the boy go back and forth, taking orders and such. Finally, when Cody walked back to the bar for the 5th time, Noah grabbed Cody's arm.

"You're working too hard. Take a break." Noah said.

Cody blinked and shook his head. "I can't, sir. I-I have to wait tables."

"They got others for that. Come, sit next to me and enjoy a drink. I'll pay." Noah said, smirking.

Cody found himself lightly blushing and did what Noah told him to do. Noah smirked at him and ordered a drink for Cody. Cody lightly cleared his throat, looking at Noah.

"W-What's your name, sir?" He asked.

"The name's Noah. Don't call me sir, makes me sound old." Noah said, taking another sip.

"Oh, s-sorry sir. I-I mean, Noah!" Cody squeaked out.

Noah chuckled and smirked at Cody. "You're an interesting fellow, Cody. Tell me, you single?"

Cody flushed a red. "W-Why do you want to know?"

"Just wondering, friend. If you are...You should come with me back to my place. Me and my buddies are planning to have a party there." Noah said.

"Oh, a-a party? I-Is it someone's birthday?" Cody asked.

Noah chuckled again and shook his head. "No, a celebration of some kind. You want to go?"

Cody thought about it quickly, sipping his drink. He looked back at Noah and nodded. "Sure! I-I would love to!"

Noah smirked and ruffled Cody's hair. "Good. You're a swell fellow."

Cody felt himself blush again, but he was thinking it was maybe his scotch, so he didn't question about it.

TBC.