"[color=9e0b0f]This has gotta be the most cloak n' dagger type of meetin' i've had to do yet. Ah well...money's money.[/color]" Adrian crooned around a mouth full of cigar as he entered the RoboTraveler. The dragonborn exhaled a cloud of smoke and walked towards the back door, then looked down at the drunken man skeptically, "[color=9e0b0f]Is the job still open?[/color]". The man's head snapped up at Adrian surprisingly quickly, "Does a mellow lark sing in the winter?", "[color=9e0b0f]Only if it ain't dead.[/color]". With a nod from the drunken man, Adrian was allowed to pass through the door with no further fuss. Still under the assumption that this was just another client meeting, Adrian glanced around the people already in the room and blew out another plume of smoke as he waited for one of them to identify themselves as the person he would be defending in court.