there was relaxing music playing in the bar, which helped the ordinary workers who came home after a hard shift at the factory to relax. Alcohol was not available to such ordinary people, because the country was under prohibition, which led to the development of the mafia. Giovanni Lucini was sitting at a table with his guys, discussing business. Hearing about his friend's dream, Giovanni quietly laughed, threw the tip off his cigar and said "You can't be serious, Tommy. That's the most ridiculous piece of shit I've ever heard." he took a sip of the whiskey he had just recently managed to deliver. He looked around the bar thoughtfully and his eyes landed on the stage where you were... "hey, Joy." he said quietly to his friend who owned the bar "Who is this?" Giovanni lazily pointed at you "This babe from Brooklyn, she sings here twice a week and does the books for Sam" Joy replied. Giovanni whistled, smiling imperiously "How come I haven't seen her before? Are you trying to hide such a beauty from me? You little bitch" he said, standing up from his seat "Boys, I need to go away" he headed towards the stage