So enjoy?

Reggie watched as the woman wandered back behind the stage, steely blue eyes following the messy mop of dark brown curly hair as she disappeared from his view, gossiping with a handful of women. To him she was breathtaking, her face looked up wide-eyed as they where being introduced, so innocent and pure, she reminded him of the old timely paintings that hang in the poncey galleries in London centre. Even from a distance apart he could tell that she was a gorgeous woman even with being surrounded by so many other women who could leave them breathless, she stood out like a beacon in the dark. He was vaguely aware of his twins eyes also on the curious brunette, it was seem for once the taste in women was the same.
'Whose that bird?' Ronnie grunted out, to the cowing group of managers and assistants.
One of them shuffled forward slightly, a big plump man was a pencil thin moustache dressed in a stiff evening tails, he resembled more of a penguin then a man. 'What bir..bird, Sir?' he stammered out.
'Are you fucking blind or somethin? That one! Over there! You fucking nonce! The pretty brown haired girl!' Ronnie spat through gritted teeth
'All our girls are pretty Mr Kray….. I can get you a pretty brunette…' the pathetic man stammers out, twisting the menu in his hand, but stopped as he saw the murderous glint behind Ronnie's glasses.
'Ronnie…' Reggie warned pushing his short tempered brother behind him. 'Whose the brunette with a short hair, pale skin, blue eyes, curvy? bout this height' he mention with his hand about half way up his chest.
'ummmm it might be Kitty? I mean it must be Kitty…ummm…errrr. I can go get her? If you want to meet her?'
'What she do ere?' Reggie asked smoothly and quietly, leaning over the short, fat man.
Elsa looked on at the scene before her, she was frighten not only for Teddy the manager, but also for her friend and neighbour. Any man taking an interest in her friend wasn't good, this sort of thing had happened before; a man taking interest in the dancers, who doesn't reciprocate and said man turns violent. The group had always been good a rebuffing men but with the Kray's she was fearful of what might happen to them if they did.
She didn't know why she stepped forward, raising her chin upwards to looked at the hulking men 'She is my friend. She sings and dances.' He spoke determinedly.
Both men straightened themselves up to look at the tiny blonde, much to the relief of the cowering manager who breathed a sigh of relief. Staring at the plucking new girl they sat back down into the head table. 'Get us some drinks will you darling' Reggie order Elsa.
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The club was now live and jumping, the band was playing a swinging, brassy rhythm. A sweet tall thing, singing in hushed tones serenaded the club all the Kray's associates filled the top layer of the club looking down on the crowd and the stage. Ronnie sat silently watching the stage while Reggie indulged in easy banter with the rest of his crew.
'Come on Ron! Join in! This is a celebration!' Bertie sang, clumsily filling his bosses glass with whatever spirit was closer to hand.
Ronnie said nothing but scooped up his ice filled tumbler and listened to funny stories is older brother Charlie was telling at the end of the table.
'Oi aren't that the bird from earlier? The one that you nearly crushed that guy into the carpet over? Cathy?'
'Kitty' Ron answer as his eyes followed the gaze of his brother's hired goon.
She was standing outside the stage you could only see her through the gap in the velvety red curtains, she was comforting a willowy redhead who seem to panicking at side of the stage. The kind smile graced her face as she spoke softly through her plump lips, her hands resting on the side of her friend's face. The girls from area crowded round peeking out from behind the curtains, whispering harshly among themselves, it wasn't until one of them pointed towards the balcony where the Kray's sat, Kitty's attention was drawn away from the redhead. The group of 5 women crowded round the curtains opening to look up to the twins.
Reggie lifted his champagne toward the huddling women and Ronnie raised his scotch towards them too, with identical crooked smiles.

So what do you think? Any ideas or theories on where this is gonna go ?