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I will be bowing out as I have never played CoC. Little plot twist none the less. Be glad to finish the exchange should the sailor be asked a question.

Again barely discernable, "Hey watch it dere buddy. I was just dropping off dis here letter for someone" (Hic up) He begins to turn to leave with a little preemptive help from the italian.

Is this the time of the prohibition?

it is.

The sound of a weighted knock can be heard at the door. The door, having been left slightly ajar, squeaks open to reveal a slovenly fellow in a sailor uniform. The man appears to be enjoying shore leave to a degree that would put a wino to shame. In his hand he carries a letter sized envelop. He addresses no one in particular. (Almost incomprehendable ) " Got a message for da owner of dis here building." He waves the envelope as if swatting at flies.

Envelope for Zoltok