Sacramento's best are looking for a woman named Chantey Jones. The Harpy has her club, the Reeve has his club.
Chris is... the call guy.
Ring ring.
Calling Dillon
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Sacramento's best are looking for a woman named Chantey Jones. The Harpy has her club, the Reeve has his club.
Chris is... the call guy.
Ring ring.
On his way out of Nox, following his brief and informative encounter with Nika, Dillon answers his phone.
Perhaps recognizing the number this time, the Reeve forgoes his generic, impersonal greeting.
"Hey, found anything interesting?"
Chris has stepped away from the crowd, but Club Ember can still be heard in the background.
'Hey, no there seems to be nothing of note here. We thought that Asylum would be our next stop... unless you found something?'
Dillon shrugs automatically, well aware that Chris can't see it.
"Eh. Hang tight for a minute. I'm going to Call over there and see if I can find out what we're looking for. No sense in wasting gas."
Unless Chris has a better idea, the Gangrel waits for his response and terminates the call.
'Alright, that sounds fine. I'm going to hang up, there's a little... club situation here. Miss Star should be able to handle it.' That means, there seem to be no vampires or crazy photographers involved.
Then the disconnects.