"This looks like the place," I looked at the building in front of me.
Snoddy had told me where he was staying incase I needed to get in contact
with him. "You can do this, you do this. Just take a deep breath."
I walked up the steps and went inside. There were around 20 boys or so,
just sitting in different groups talking or playing cards. I saw an older man
at the desk and went up to him. Everyone stopped what they were doing, to
see what I wanted. I ignored all the looks, some of them were glares, that
I was receiving and boldly asked, "can I speak to Snoddy?"

The man at the desk looked at the boys, "any of you've ever heard of Snoddy?"
He asked the group of boys. They all shook there heads no. One of them, who
had went unnoticed in the background, slowly stood up and walked over to me.
"Well, well, well. If it ain't the whore. What cha doing here, out of a job
already? The Dealancys get tired of you that quick," he laughed. Some of
the boys snickered, and others just watched the two curiously.

"I know that Snoddy is here. I need to speak with him," I said through
gritted teeth.

He smirked at me, "nope, I'm afraid I can't let ya do that. We don't allow
people like you in here."

I just stood there staring at him for a few minutes, when before I knew what
I was doing, I punched him square in the jaw knocking him backwards.
"I said, I need to speak to Snoddy," I replied growing impatient.
The other boys stood there in shock that someone had hit Jack, let alone a girl.

"He's upstairs," he answered storming outside.