Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150408000748/@comment-69.146.233.154-20150409052924

As the bartender approached, the three men immediately fell silent.

"Eh, we're still deciding, boss.  We'll let you know in a minute when we're ready." the medium-sized suit responded. As Vermont returned to the bar, they resumed their conversation.

From his chair, Azulius craned his neck just enough to see the newcomers without being obvious. If anyone asked, he was examining the vase on the fireplace, next to those three picture frames that Vermont glanced at every couple of seconds.

Though the men spoke too quietly for Azzie to hear, his body language skills gave him some hints as to what was going on. The middle guy was clearly in charge, based on his extra personal space and big gestures, and was explaining something to his partners. Short Stuff wasn't quite understanding the plan, based on his cocked head and lack of responses. And the Big Guy was quickly growing impatient with the other two, and his scowl showed it. Not only that, the giant kept reaching into his suit jacket, checking on... no idea what, but it didn't feel like a good thing.

What's their play? Azulius asked himself. Are they just discussing business, ducking the cops, or... Azzie immediately suppressed the idea he'd had. '' No, it can't be that. There's no way it'd be that.  Though now that I've thought it, it's most likely that.''