User blog:Marv argon/The Mafia Loud: Great Cabaret Down

Tonight is a full-house at the Savino Cabaret. Lori is too busy, attending the clients and ensuring that everything looks well. Luna, Lana and Lola are between the clients, and offered to help her older sister. It's 8:30 pm and more customers are coming. Lori keeps attending them with the other waiters.

Lori (carrying a tray with cups and plates): Don't worry sir! Here is your coffee. (passes him a cup with coffee. She then walks to another table) Here are your desserts and your drinks. Bon appetit! (passes to the customers their orders and then walks to the kitchen). Table num. 7 is waiting their lasagnas! Hurry up! (leaves the kitchen and goes to the bar. Luna, Lana and Lola are there.). Dear God! This will be literally a long night. (sighs due to the fatigue).

Lola: Maybe you're right sister. It's friday and everyone wants to relax after a long work week. I can't complain about them. (sips root beer from her glass).

Lori: You have a point. But anyway, thanks for helping me with those clients. Tonight we have the twice as many customers than in other nights.

Lana: Yes. Don't worry about the toilets, I already unclogged them.

Luna: And I already attended tables 3, 5, and 10.

Lori: Good job. (sits on a bench) You know, I need a drink. Hey man, give me the coolest drink you have please.

Bar tender: Yes lady. (gives her a cup with cold whisky. She drinks it)

Lori: Thanks. (to her sisters) so, how's Lincoln? I heard he had a very important engagement today.

Luna: Yes he was. He has a date with Ronnie Anne tonight at Jean Juan's. He deserves that, since he has been helping us these recent days.

Lori: Yeah. (lovely) Our little and beloved brother is having his first date.

Lana and Lola: Awwww!

Lori: Well, duty calls. I have to attend some new customers that are coming.

The older sister goes while the other sisters take their drinks. Meanwhile, at the cabaret's main entrance, a group of eleven men and a woman approaches. Chunk is watching the entrance and look them coming. A man called Lars comes to him.

Chunk: Your names and reservation, please.

Lars: Table for eleven, at the name of Lars Thompson.

Chunk (checking the list): Ok. Come in.

Lars: Thank you.

The guys enter. Then another guy pops up behind Chunk and covers his nose and mouth with a handkerchief moistened with chloroform. He drags the asleep bodyguard to a closet and locks the door without being seen. At that moment, the eleven men and the woman take their seats on their table. Lori notices them and looks that the woman remembers her someone she meet.

TBC

Cultural References

 * The tittle of this fanfic is a pun of the 2013 film's tittle White House Down.