Owner	Pose
Thomas Raith	The Blue Lady is one of the hottest clubs in the city, after dark. But from about 2pm till after 6 it's clientele is more office workers looking for a drink before heading home and a large hunk of Smash's Vegetarian Lasagna. Which is what Thomas is doing at the moment, having a light dinner and going over the week's payroll.
Nick Drago	As Thomas takes the light moment of the day to catch up on work. A familiar face that has been absent from the club for a long while shows up once more. Hair pulled back and switched over to one of his nicer shirts, Nick at least, sort of respects the dress code of the club as he lingers by the doorway, a hand resting upon the door frame as he looks back to someone coming in with him.
Shiloh	That someone is Shiloh. Who is taking a night off from her usual vigila--erm--Netflix watching...and hanging out with Nick. She's been helping Nick learn how to fence for a movie he's in and to celebrate such things - they've come for a drink. "Ha. I've actually been here before. Once. It seems a nice place." She offers to Nick as she comes to his side and then looks around. "Quiet night."
Thomas Raith	Quiet enough that the words get the attention of the Club owner who glances over and gets a huge smile on his face. "Nick! Good to see you.!" He says with a smile waving the man over and giving Shiloh a quick look over and adding, "She's very cute, but I'm afraid I didn't get you anything." He says almost teasing in tone.
Nick Drago	As Shiloh comes in, Nick moves his hand from the door, coming up from behind after giving a nod to the those guarding the entrance way. Shiloh's comment triggers a bit of a slight smile. "It is a nice place. Spent a few n-" Hearing his name, the rocker turns his head to see the club owner. A hand lifts up to give a wave to him before he lowers it, looking to Shiloh for a moment before tilting his head in Thomas's direction. The walk over is short with the lack of bodies to walk around. "Good to see you too, Thomas. It's been awhile." As Shiloh comes up he glances back to Shiloh. "Shiloh, meet Thomas. He owns the club. Thomas, meet Shiloh. She owns a bakery and is great with a sword." Odd random fact but considering the crowd Thomas hangs with, oddly appropriate.
Shiloh	Shiloh grins and then chuckles as Nick is cut off when Thomas calls out his name and approaches them both. She waits a moment as the two greet each other, but then Nick is introducing her to Thomas. How to play this off? "Nick's being too kind. I can swing a sword decently enough..." She says this as she holds her hand out to Thomas. "It's a pleasure to meet you..." Since, you know, Thomas didn't even give a hint they might have met before, so rolling with that is easy enough.
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith takes Shiloh's hand and kisses her knuckles. "Oh? I'm actually a fair hand with a blade myself." says the man who once broke out into break dancing while chopping off vampire heads. As Thomas gestures for the pair to join him the Bartender, Yosa, brings over Thomas' crystal decanter, a Guinness for Nick and a Martini for Shiloh, leaving absolutely wordlessly. "Let me guess," he says glancing at Shiloh, "Father put you in ballet and you were good at it but hated it, so switched to fencing?"
Nick Drago	"Well, so long as you helped me fool the audiences into thinking I know what the hell I'm doing, you're doing good." Nick replies back to Shiloh's avoidance of the praise. Seeing the Guinness brought over, Nick disengages slightly to slide into a seat, giving a nod of thanks to Yosa to the black liquid being delivered to him. It's going to feel so weird going to back bars where he actually gets to pay for his drinks.
Shiloh	Shiloh actually lets out a laugh. "Oh, father likely would have hated if I was into ballet..." The London accent coming on strong with that. "No, father was actually happy to have me train under HEMA...that is.. Historical European Martial Arts...there were other things father didn't appreciate in my life so I got sent to the other side of the pond, as it were." She says this and then shrugs. "But my history is naught. We're here to celebrate. Sort of."
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith grins slightly, pouring from the decanter into his highball glass and smirking slightly, he raises his glass and says as if in toast, "well here is to disapointing our fathers." he says with a slight smirk, drinking if either of them join him in the toast or not. To Nick he raises an eyebrow adding, "I'd assume the Studio's would want you to use their guys to teach you."
Nick Drago	The rocker's glass isn't lifted up immediately to that toast but it does lift up after a moment "Or at least to avoiding taking over the family business." He offers as an alternative to drink to. The inquiry to the studio's interest does earn Thomas a nod of agreement, "Oh yes. They directed me in the direction of training but they only brought up one person and there is a dual wielding scene so two people are needed to practice with. And Shiloh apparently trains with him too. Works out."
Shiloh	"It's good to know people, especially when you move across an entire ocean to make a new life..." Shiloh offers and then raises her own glass in the toast. "To disappointing fathers." And then she'll take a sip. "Perhaps sometime soon we can swap disappointed father stories. As said, however, tonight is not for that. Tonight is for good drinks, good company, and possibly some good food. Should such be served at an establishment like this." That posh grin never leaving her lips as she talks. "On a side note, do you allow smoking?"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith chuckles a little bit, nodding to Nick, "That too, though to be fair what sort of respectable young man wants to be a porn kingpin anyway." He says with a sardonic grin. He sips his own drink and tilts his head slightly, "so HEMA? Isn't that all plate armor and battle axes?" he asks Shiloh seeming to be genuinely curious. A few moments later a man in a chef's toque whose entire face, including eyelids, is covered in tattoos comes out with two more large plates of lasagna. "Yosa said you were here to eat, be careful the sauce is still very hot. Nice to see you back Nick. Sasha is gonna be upset she missed you."
Nick Drago	"Well, any kingpin for that matter." Nick pauses, considering the suggestion. "...I'll probably have to take a pass on that. I was raised by my mother." He takes a moment to sip his beer, "...And then my aunt." As the plate is set down Nick glances up to the one serving the food. "Good to be back. I'll have to make sure to swing by when Sasha's performing."
Shiloh	Shiloh glances over to Thomas at that question he poses to her and she chuckles. "One would think. And that's a part of it. But you can train in any kind of sword skill, knife throwing, dagger wielding. They also have unnarmed trainings. It almost felt like being in a secret society of sorts." Which, when one comes from such a thing, it isn't that far from home and can make someone very comfortable. Shiloh glances to the chef who approaches and serves them lasagna. "Oh that looks and smells absolutely divine. This city holds a pretty good candle next to Italy itself." Which, to her, is a compliment to the chef if she could ever give one. Considering Italy was only a short trip away from her old home. "Porn kingpin? And not shy about it. I can respect that..."
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith looks mildly amused at Shiloh's remark. "My father is the creator and founder of Silverlight Productions," Which is rather like saying he created Brazzers. He sips his drink and takes a bite of his own food. "When he got bored of it, he divided ownership between myself and my sisters. I then sold my shares in Silverlight to my sisters and used the money to open this club. My father was livid, but.." He shrugs, "I never cared much for canned hunts.... And besides porn is actually quite dull once you've been behind the scenes." Smash for his part smiles and takes his leave of the trio... mostly to make sure that no one has set his kitchen on fire in his absense.
Nick Drago	Nick glances over to Shiloh. "...Right. It seems so far over here but over there it's not that far. Have you been to the Sala Santa Cecilia before? Really great concert hall."
Shiloh	Shiloh smirks a little. "I suppose I could see that. Porn being dull if you're behind the scenes and all that...luckily, I have a nicely interesting sex life at the moment." Which, it's not like British people to really turn their nose at talking openly about such things. She's also sure that Remy wouldn't give two shits about her discussing their sex life. At Nick's question, she shakes her head. "Never inside. Been past it before though. Maybe next time I'm over on that side of the pond. Father and I still converse... and I might be heading over to visit since I can visit as his daughter just not for..." she thinks. "The family business that I am no longer a part of. Mostly by choice."
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith looks mildly amused, sipping his drink. "As a general rule, I believe my sister Lara put it the best. Good sex is not sexy and sexy sex is not good. Porn is all about being sexy. And to be sexy that means camera men, lighting coordinators, directors, gaffers, caterers, your partner's significant other, on a set that is fifty degrees and usually on a surface that was never intended for sexual congress." He says with a chuckle. "Looses it's luster fairly fast."
Nick Drago	"And unnatural positions." Nick adds in. He pauses for a moment as he considers what he said, shrugs and glances down to grab a fork. "I'd offer tickets to the next show I have there but that would be kind of declaring when your next visit with your father would be."
Shiloh	"I don't -have- to go to London. I could just....go to Rome." Shiloh says this and then glances over to Thomas. "Half that stuff is fake anyway aside from the actual sex and even then it's likely not comfortable. I'd much rather someone -actually- slam me against a wall than imagine it being done..." Then she picks up her own fork and cuts into the lasagna, scoops up the piece, gently blows and eats. Nick has likely learned more about Shiloh in these last few minutes than he ever could learn being her sparring partner and likely ever -wanted- to know about her to begin with.
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith chuckles a bit, "Not just unnatural." He says amused, "Also having a camera man like three inches away while /in/ those positions." He says shaking his head slightly. "And it is so... manipulative... My father actually has boasted that he is directly responsible for...well lets say a certain female grooming habit as a direct result of a one dollar bet with my cousin back in the 70's." He shakes his head slightly adding, "I haven't been to Itally since I was a pup. Black Court."
Nick Drago	"My last tour." Nick supplies for his last visit. "Well, the one that didn't get canceled. Although, I did get to go to the UK for the last film. Maybe I can wrangle in a few gigs in the area on the off days from the next shoot."