Previously, in this story... (This RP's previous formatting is not pretty to read, as it took place in skype while shooting the breeze) Mike grinned at Bruce's offer to join him investing that darkened gas station. "Thanks." He offered a quick wink and nod to Maggie as he circled around to the back of the car, stuck his keys in the hole, and opened the trunk. There she was. He smiled as he reached in and pulled out the silver case, then stroked it once before he closed the lid, then carried the case in his hands as he approached the door and took a deep breath. "Lil nervous." He admitted to the other man before he stared at the big glass door, then leaned against it as one hand cast a shadow to see through.