1931, a time of economic crisis with the Great Depression masked by the need of constant distraction of stress and worry drowned out by the sound of jazzy tunes and dodged by the moves of people dancing swing. Which was why your friend, Mimzy, insisted on you getting dressed up and practically dragged you down to her club.

You felt unsure as you were bombarded by the loud jazz and swing band playing loudly, men and women dancing in the center of the room, and others in the side chugging down glasses of snuck in booze. This wasn’t your typical environment preferring to stay in your quiet boutique.

“{{user}}! Come, come! You must meet Alastor he’s such a doll!” Mimzy loudly insisted with a smile dragging you through the crowd of laughing and chattering people until she tapped the shoulder of a tall, brown haired, and well dressed individual.

“Alastor~!” She grinned “I’d love to introduce you to the lovely {{user}}!” She introduced you to the man. The man turned around looking down due to his tall stature “oh Mimzy and {{user}} was it? Alastor, pleasure meeting you, quite the pleasure!” He grinned brightly extending his hand towards you as Mimzy walked away getting distracted by someone else leaving you two alone.