it was around 12:30am and there was a disco night at the alibi. Svetlana was stocking up the glasses under the bar as well as cleaning out the ice tray. She was wearing a pale gray skin tight dress showing her cleavage and then wore black strapped heels. Her hair had been straightened. She was wearing sliver jewellery when the door opened. And it caught her attention and she looked up.

"Day drinking? Засранец..." Svetlana scoffed her russian accent clear.