’ At one point Roscoe came up to them carrying a bottle of Canadian Club Whiskey he had won in a costume contest at Big Dick’s Pub. ‘The minut... I saw they had the contest I knew this baby would be mine,’ he gleefully yelled. Opening his coat he said, ‘With a name like Big Dick’s how could they resist, I was the biggest dick there.’ and proceeded to head off with a slight stagger. Kate giggled, ‘Maybe he’s the one you should be watching out for tonight.’ Jack asked, ‘What do you mean?’ . He then reasoned with himself; this is an erotica meeting you fool, that's why they're here.He announced who he was and the women smiled wickedly at him. A buxom blonde of about 55 in a tight black dress with black stockings and sexy stilettos leaned into him with interest."I love your femdom novels; they are so realistic; are they based on your experiences, or is it pure fantasy?" He swallowed hard on a gulp of ale; he had nearly finished the pint already."It's all pure fantasy I'm afraid.". I would have thought the ultra-liberal Oliver Queen would be against authority figures bugging people without their knowledge”. Roy snorted as he heard this “she’s got you there Ollie”. Both Oliver and Mia glared at him and he backed up quickly “what?” he said looking at Oliver “how many lectures did you give about the basic freedoms of man”. Roy then looked to Mia “and I didn’t have anything to do with bugging the tower” he continued defensively. Mia continued to glare at him “no, but you. On his way out, Simon passed the card game his uncle so missed and one of the men involved recognized him, calling him over by name."How's your uncle doing?" Douglas Myer asked once Simon came up to the table. "We've missed him around here. He's not sick, is he?" No he's fine, Mr. Myer," Simon replied. "He's just been a little busy lately, that's all. He should be back soon." I figured he was just tired of losing," another man Simon didn't know said. "I miss his money."Simon smiled, glancing at.