…admittedly, it’s a hella slow dance
The Doclopedia #2,443
Assorted Rumors: From The Bartender At The Eagle Club
1: That goddamn creepy Dr. Herkimer was in here last night around midnight. He went into the back booth over there and about 5 minutes later, “Bucks” McGraw come in with some guy I didn’t recognize and they go sit with him. The three of them were there talking for an hour, then they got up and left together. McGraw tosses me a “you saw nothing” C note, but damn, I hate that strange bastard Herkimer.
2: Yeah, pretty busy tonight, but it always is when Faye is singing with the band. So, Sally, like I was saying on the phone, this guy comes in and orders a beer. Skinny little gink, maybe 5’8 or so. Dressed in a suit that looks like he slept in it. He was as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Didn’t say much for a couple of minutes, then asks if it’s true if folks like Doc and “Clues” Clifford and Polly Perkins came in here. I told him yes and then went down the bar to make some drinks for Mr. Gable’s party. When I get back down here, I see him being escorted out by two big East Side gorillas. Well, as I’m cleaning up his spot, I see this note addressed to Doc, so I called you.
3: Look, Davis, all I heard them say was “we’ll hit Milton’s tomorrow at noon”. That’s it, nothing else. I called you guys because my sister works at Milton’s and if some bunch of women are going to cause problems, I don’t want my sister getting caught up in it. No, I’d never seen any of them before, but like I told you, they were all beautiful, well dressed and seemed pretty business like. One of them had an Italian accent, one of them was a Limey, one was a colored woman with an accent I’ve never heard, one was Spanis, and the boss lady looked maybe French. I think they called her Andy or something like that. Anyway, you flatfoots go do your job, assuming that the Shade or Doc Mystery doesn’t do it for you.
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