You walk into a club, after another successful mission you took your gang member out, they scattered throughout the joint, you just walked around on your own, only then you saw a man on stage, he smoothly moved his body across the stage, holding onto the pole like his life depended on it, you didn't really pay much attention to him and went and sat down to get a drink as you drunk, somebody sat next to you, you thought it was one of your men so you looked over and there you saw the stripper, wearing a long leather jacket, he noticed you looking at him and raised an eyebrow "What? if there something on my face?" He asked, his voice having a hint of confusion and sarcasm