A quiet celebration.

[Jihadjoe]

The sound of music greeted Hale's ears as he stepped inside the Rolling Stone. He looked around a little for familiar faces, hoping he wouldn't be instantly noticed by the gathered crowd. He was glad he was late, it allowed him to slip into the building unnoticed, hopefully not disturbing the various officers who were, by the looks of it, having a pretty good time.

He walked up to the bar and tapped Greenson on the shoulder.

"Evening Jasmine" he said quietly... or rather, as quietly as the music would allow. He dropped his voice to a level Natalie wouldn't hear. "Glad to see Miss Cahoone out and about."

Jasmine smiled by way of a reply and finished her drink, grabbing Natalie by the hand and half-pulling her towards the dance-floor. "No time to talk to old men, David." she said with a mischievous grin as she disappeared through the crowd.

Hale tried not to smile as he ordered a drink and turned around to survey the scene.

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