Word of the Devil's Bar has spread farther and wider than I had anticipated.
5 celebrities with their entourages pulled up in limousines.
A party of maybe 40 to 50.
The bar was already beyond capacity.
The arrogant cherry blonde and I were in my home engaged in some late night vigorous activity.
And we were interrupted by a few knocks on my bedroom door.
The demonic guards on the first floor were no match for the hubris of celebrities.
They demanded to be let in.
And began trying to force their way in.
The guards were forbidden from harming anyone without my permission.
They merely blocked the entrance and informed the party we're at capacity.
I opened my bedroom door and my aide tells me there's a situation.
I got dressed and headed down.
Made my way through the bar.
Said hi to some regulars.
Whenever there's a situation and I'm forced to come out the music stops and the bar grows silent.
Unless I'm partying with them, the patrons understand what it means, my presence.
I walked through the crowed bar to the entrance.
The guards stepped aside and I saw a few faces I recognized.
I'd seen them quite often, on TV, the newspapers, on billboards.
I've even watched a few episodes of one of their television shows.
I'm not so ill-informed that I didn't know who they are.
I've seen and know of their talent and importance.
My aide brought me a drink and a chair and I took a seat just outside the entrance.
"Hello everyone.
Beautiful night, isn't it?
Love your show, by the way."
The sign above my head flickered 4 times.
And they looked up at it.
"Now you know exactly where you are.
Look at it again.
This is the Devil's Bar.
Don't ever again put your hands on my guards."
When you arrive at any location and hear all manner of noise, cheerful noises, music and excitement,
then soon after, Silence and the echoes of only ONE VOICE, you understand the significance.
There were about 300 people there that night, not including the 40 or 50 outside.
Silence.
The patrons, the VIPs inside understand it.
The VIPs outside just got it.
"You are all forgiven.
All are welcomed at the Devils Bar.
We value your business.
DJ, music!"
And we took very good care of them.
We set them up just outside the bar on the sidewalk.
We brought out tables and chairs from the restaurant.
We served them food and drink.
I even pitched in.
Stuck around and made sure they wanted for nothing.
Partied, danced and drank with 'em.
We talked about their movies and shows, music videos, all the things they produced and were producing.
My blonde even got out of bed, came down, joined in and offered a helping hand.
We made sure they had the best time.
And in no time, we ran out of food and drinks.
My bar staff came to me and said all we got left is water, "we've run out of everything."
So I had to send them up to my place to clear out the kitchen.
"Take what you can and do what you can with it."
We gave them a night they will never forget.
One of the celebrities grabbed my guard and dragged him into the alley to have sex.
I passed by heading to the restaurant and caught them in act.
He saw me and nervously said "Sir."
I smiled and said "Carry on. As you were."
Hey, I told the guards not to harm the patrons. I never said they couldn't fuck 'em.
Another great night in the city.
The bar was a mess.
Next morning I hired a professional cleaning party.
And while they cleaned, I took to bed, to sleep, to rest.
