Velma sat up, sitting in one of the lap's of the men she was talking to and felt herself alerted to the presence of new folk down here in the speak easy. Well they were new...too, it wasn't everyday ya get four new folk within half an hour down here in the secret read exclusive speakeasy. Something was up.

She excused herself from her possible meal tonight and walked over to them when Clayton tactfully spoke to them. She furrowed her brows and mentally groaned.

"Nice, real nice there,"
She shook her head glancing at Clayton and then at the three men who appeared at the entrance. She put on a charming smile and made a gesture toward the bar.

"Please excuse worker, but welcome to our establishment, please...let me know what you need,"
She lightly ran her finger down the center standing man's tie.