Grimwalt & AlenaDust
Grimwalt Grimwalt
AlenaDust AlenaDust
Grimwalt Grimwalt
I heard a rumor about a speakeasy that vanished in the 1920s—think we could unearth something more than dust.
AlenaDust AlenaDust
Sure, if the only thing we find is an abandoned jukebox humming 1920s jazz, I'm all in. Let's hunt for the ghosts of gin and secrets.
Grimwalt Grimwalt
You got it. We'll dust off the old records and pull whatever secrets that speakeasy kept. Let's see what ghosts are still listening.
AlenaDust AlenaDust
Sounds like a perfect plan—if we find a ledger of secret cocktails, I’ll read it with a magnifying glass and a sigh of existential dread. Bring the booze, bring the ghosts, and let’s see what the 1920s left us whispering.
Grimwalt Grimwalt
Sounds like a job. I'll get the booze, you get the magnifying glass, and we'll let the 1920s tell us what it wants.
AlenaDust AlenaDust
Got it—I'll hunt the clues, you bring the dram. Let's let the past stir up some old secrets.We must not mention name. Also avoid formatting. Let's ensure.Got it—I'll hunt the clues, you bring the dram. Let's let the past stir up some old secrets.