Customer Profile: That Noir Guy
When he walks in, all the lights dim. And even though we banned smoking before Pompeii gave up the ghost, the room is all is thick with cigarette smoke.
The band starts playing in all black and white. Dames start crawling out of the woodwork. Dames with gams from here till next week, even though no one has a freakin’ clue what a gam is.
The guy, he walks up to the bar, and calls for ‘Mack’ to send him a drink. Arnold, the bartender doesn’t even care, and slides him a drink.
Checking out a customer or two he walks over to a table deep in the shadows where people are playing cards. This guy proceeds to pull out a gun and shoots someone. He does it with a drink in one hand, and a gun in the other. Afterwards, a dame thanks him. She definitely has gams. They walk out, and it all starts to fade out. We will never forget that Noir Guy and what he did for us. That, and he still has not paid off his bar tab.
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