Description
Bam. Bam. Bam. Three whaps on the big ol door by the burly fella you met this afternoon. He leans in and asks you again for the secret phrase. “The chickens flew the coop” you reply. Minutes later you’re in the speakeasy and suddenly this fella ain’t looking like the big six you thought he was. Well there’s plenty to do without him! “See ya buster!”
