Ivan Kesey walks into the club, he looks around for a moment before heading straight towards the back bar.
He sits down at the bar and lays the silver brief case he has on the bar and motions for the bar tender.
"I need, a bottle of whisey, four Bloody Marys, three margaritas. two grapefruits, a pot of coffee, two waffles, a half-pound of bacon, two fried eggs with toast, a quart of milk, and a slice of Key lime pie. "
He said casually, like he ordered it every day for years, despite the confused look on the bartenders face.
He opened the brief case which was full of jars of premium Synthetic Cannabis, an assortment of pipes and pipes, and edibles. He seemed to take a moment of consideration before reaching for a large flower shaped pipe and an even longer moment before choosing a jar of Cannabis. After filling the pipe and taking one long drag off of it he looked up again and said.
"Oh, and tell Sonny I'm here to see him."