It's a Saturday night in Manhattan in the year 1930, and you're working for the Federal Bureau of Investigation. You're sent into a speakeasy, called the Stork Club.

The smell of alcohol is in the air, and there are several discarded bottles on every table. It seems that you're the only one in the joint who isn't a crook, a drunk, or a floozy.

You are just about to inform the D.A. of this illegal activity you hear a tall, beautiful woman singing 'Body and Soul'.

You see her walking to a table after she finishes the song, smoothly like a black cat.

"Gus, get me another glass of your finest, please," she calls, her voice silky smooth. The bartender quickly sends a waiter, who brings her a glass of fine wine that's been aging since before Prohibition started.

She sits at the table, sipping the wine...