*After having some troubles with getting through the entrance, Comisario Ladron approaches to security check with smile. He raised his hands showing there's nothing to hide. That didn't make guards happy at all. They checked him anyway, nice and brief - as real professionals. They got even less happy with finding no guns.*
He, he... You didn't search the right place for that terrible weapon I use when fiesta, hermanos. And worry not - as I use it on senoritas only.
*El Comisario's smile gets even wider, but it drops far from any possibility to make guards smile too. He steps in the bar, happy with his own comment. He spotted Pope and Lloyd looking at him and nods to them with respect. After brief search, he spotted Doc Holliday. He approached to Doc with smile*
Senoooor Holliday! Caramba! We finally meeeeet! This place looks beautiful! I hope tequila is not baptized with water - for God's sake, like in some other places around, hahaha!
I'm very glad to see a new place like this. I'm sure business will go well. And look... there's no need to worry about how Martial Law would scare your guests away. Not at all! This damned curfews are for bad people, people that plot their dirty little plans at nights and have no time for fiesta! And there's even more! After closing, My Carabineros will take care of all of your guests and personally escort them to safety! Every night, senor, every night!
I'm sure you didn't expect this, Doc. But who knows... *lowers his voice down so only Doc can hear* Maybe one day I'll need little something from you in return, si? *gives That Look to Doc*
Hey, is that place for me?
*El Comisario spots VIP lounge compartment, jumps there like a cat (with no chance to be stopped or distracted) and seats.*