Nikki surveyed the lounge room in her small apartment, making sure the evidence from last night's fun and games wasn't evident. She checked her tattoo in the mirror too. Because she made a living as an underwear model, the Fudge Gang had given her a special type of make up, as they called it, which would hide her tattoo more effectively than some other substances. Thus far they had made use of her occupation in their work, and it benefitted all of them if she couldn't be easily identifiable as a member of the gang. Nikki didn't know what they used in the stuff, but they were right when they said it worked better.
There was a knock at the door. Nikki had one last look around before answering.
"Hi Ike," she said cheerfully. "Come on in."
"Thanks," he said, stepping in. "How are you?"
"I'm great, and you?"
"Oh, good. Good. Wow, your place is small."
"Well, not all of us are rock stars," Nikki teased.
Isaac chuckled.
"Did you want a drink or anything?"
"No I'm right for the moment, thanks," Isaac replied.
"Okay, well, cool. Take a seat. As you can see, I've already setup the Monopoly board. I don't know what piece you want to be..."
"That's cool. I'll pick one out."
And thus the two got together for a day of monopoly.