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Most agree to be moderately aggressive, with some chants of 'sevener', to which Gambler calls a smartass answer and gets to work.
There is a team of business researchers among the lobbyists, which teach Gambler the technical side of running one.
Anya disappears in the dressing room for a couple minutes to comb herself over, then walks into the main area and starts dancing. She keeps her moves sweet and simple, so she won't be impressing the critics within the club, but most don't care in the least that she seems to be copying moves she saw when she first investigated the place.
One of Unity's phone rings.
>"Sugartooth!" says Fern. "We've got a situation. Take whatever's division closest to a highway and go straight east, right now."
"Okay. What's the situation?"
>"Some joker named Trecci is hopped up on lollipops and is about ready to be an asshat in public. We need you to stop him, with two ground rules. First off, you don't force him. Second, you aren't with the syndicate."
"Can I get more background information than that?"
>"Fine. This kid's the son of the owner of a very legitimate business, an owner that gets along well with me so long as we keep ourselves and our candy away from her darling little angel. Hell, if you can find out where he got his lollipops from, go for it, but my point's that he's too active and might be seen in public. If the wrong person recognizes him, then it's going to be a scandal for our mutual connection, he's going to be in a damn lot of trouble himself, and we're going to have a goddamned nightmare explaining to Mrs. Vall why her munchkin got hopped up on our drug when, and I fucking quote 'he just doesn't know what vice is.' No one wants that. His handlers are trying to delay him but they don't have authority over him, so haul ass and keep him out of public eye. It's too crappy a town for a jetal to be seen in, so stay biological. That clear enough for you?"
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