[Sodium_noir] Hell is other people

[Dr. Lazarus]

John Black, Abby, Dr. Lazarus, Sandra Scoland
Very Old Man, Bastet, Enlightened Scientist, and Bastet
Lady Sinclaire's Mansion

Hiram sat placidly as the conversation took place around him. His mind had 
slowly wandered down another path, and he found himself contemplating 
ancient equations on primal wave conversion. His research into zero-to-one 
wave had finally been kickstarted when he found an old papyrus that had 
seemingly been penned by none other than Imhotem himself. A loft tutor 
indeed, he thought as he came back to the conversation...

"Me, I like meeting interestin' people as well. But my vocation is 
Entertainment. Dancin' is my Art." She gives a little pout; "The only thing 
lackin' here is Music."

"That can be arranged," Hiram said as he reached into the pocked of his 
grey tweed coat. A second later he produced a small gold object and thumbed 
a small switch on its side. A light jazz song was suddenly produced with a 
trumpet bopping up and down the scale.

...The hulk stared at the back of Dr Lazarus head with a smirk while Matt 
delivered his punchline with aplomb and had the whole room lost to laughter...

John's eyes had moved away from the gathering when Abby's hand tightened on 
his arm.  He glanced at her and smiled before returning his attention to 
the doctor and Sandra.  "It looks like Dr. Lazarus has another 
admirer.  There's a gentleman taking an unusual interest in the back of you 
head.  Does anyone know anything about him?"

Hiram's expression darkened at the news.

"His name is Zorn," he said with barely masked disdain, "he's the chairman 
and CEO of Melcom International, and also a man of dubious humanity."

He took a deep breath, then looked up at 'Sandra'.

"Shall we," he asked offering a hand with the intention of dancing as he 
put the small object back in his pocket, which strangely didn't dampen the 
music.

(Hey, Joe, where you goin' with that TAG in yo hand...) 
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