Las Vegas. They call it the city that never sleeps. Or was that New York? Luther couldn't be bothered to remember, so many cities that had so many night references it was a bother to remember them all. He just knew that the city was more alive during the night than it was during the day, ironically since that's when people should be taking advantage of the most wonderful gift of all. Sleeping. Which was exactly what he was doing. While on the outside, the bustle of the city, the cheers, the gambling, drinking, and all the craziness passed him by without so much as a glance. And he didn't mind. In fact he preferred it that way. Kept him from having to wake up.

He was in a hotel room with his partner who was getting dressed for a 'night out', whatever the hell that meant. The room itself was quite large, with a queen sized bed in the centre and a small TV in front of it to add some sort of entertainment. There were several cupboards next the TV where travellers could fold their clothes into, a mini fridge to the side with several cans of beer, some snacks, and a bottle of champagne.

"Luther, get up," Jessica said while she stood in front of a mirror putting on a pair of earrings. "We didn't come all the way over here just so you could sleep. You could have done that well enough at home." Why she even bothered with him in the first place was a wonder. All the guy ever did was sleep or go crazy when they were in a fight. She thought herself unfortunate for coming across such a person, but she got used to it. He was like a child, and often needed to pushed and nudged in the right direction, but quite like a child he didn't follow or just out right refused to be guided towards the good old trodden path. 

She turned to look at him, an annoyed expression on her face as she was expecting to see him still sleeping, but instead was met with the surprise of seeing him up and stretching with a massive yawn coming from his mouth. "Why are you up?" She asked cautiously, looking around. It wasn't like Luther at all to get up on her first command. In fact it wasn't like Luther to get up at all unless something was wrong or he just really needed to. A bad feeling began to creep up on her, while in the back of her mind a voice told her she was completely overreacting, and she probably was, but it was better to be safe than sorry, she thought as she gripped her katanas.

"I can't sleep," Luther responded after a while of looking around the room, wondering just how he had got there. He couldn't remember a thing from the previous night, mostly due to his sleeping, but he never expected to end up in a suite like this. It was pretty fancy looking by his standards. [i]I wouldn't be surprised if I were carried here by Jessica [/i] he chuckled to himself. He noticed his partner's agitated state and raised an eyebrow before having a quick glance around the room. "Is something... wrong?" He asked unsure.

"Si," she said nodding at him. "You're not sleeping!"

Luther considered himself for a moment before giving a shrug and walking over to the mini fridge and taking out a bottled water. "I don't know. Something about his city is just preventing me from sleeping," he said quite annoyed, took a sip from the water, and sat down at the edge of the bed and noticed his partner's getup. She wore a red tango dress with an expensive looking necklace around her neck. "Thinking about going for a dance?"

"No," Jessica in a rather disappointed tone. "My mother sent this to me from Italia, and I thought I might try it on."

"I suppose it fits the night," he said standing up from the bed and going to put on his shoes. "What with this being 'Las Vegas' and all that. Anyway, I'm going out for a stroll. It might make me tired enough for a sleep. Follow me?"

"Why not," she shrugged and she followed him out of the hotel room. Once outside, Luther took a deep breath of the fresh air and began walking on the sidewalk, his hands casually in his pockets while Jessica's were around his right arm. Looking around, he saw cars driving on by in their hundreds and civilians walking, oblivious to the so called 'threat' they faced on that night, if there was a threat at all to begin with. He knew they weren't the only Asylums called into the field which meant that his higher ups thought these circus freaks were for real. "You seem real distracted. What's wrong?" He heard Jessica ask.

"Nothing," he responded with a lazy smile. "Just thinking about why I can't sleep. Must be because I'm agitated... Hey isn't that The Broken Pendulum? I had no idea they were here. Let's go say hi." He lazily made his way across the street, expertly dodging on coming cars while his partner yelled at him to get back before he got ran over. She must have given up soon, however, as he heard her curse and a blare of horns go off.

"Are you an idiot?" She yelled at him when she finally caught up. Her anger only rose when her partner shrugged. The urge to cut him was as strong as it ever been and she stared daggers at him to let him know just how stupid his most recent action was. After a while of staring at him she turned and walked towards the other Asylum team as they walked into a club. "When we go inside I don't want you doing anything stupid, comprendere? Or so help me Dio I will make your night the most miserable one you've ever experienced."

"Really?" Luther asked as he raised an eyebrow, his lazy smile turning into a devious one. "I suppose I'll have some fun then and leave you with the mess. See you inside!" Before Jessica could say or do anything, he went a head of her and went inside the club, his ears suddenly filled with loud booming music, and although the noise irritated him to a degree, it drowned out his partner's yelling next to him which he was thankful for. [i]I can't hear you,[i] He shouted in her hear head and instantly wished he hadn't. Now not only were his ears getting molested by the music, his mind was being systematically destroyed by his partner's yelling. [i]Ok, ok. Mi dispiache, I'm sorry. I'll be good, I promise,[/i] he said giving up.

[i]Bene, now let's go say hi to our colleagues,[/i] she said with a sudden cheerful attitude. Mentally shivering, Luther thought it best to follow her and resist the urge to talk lest his partner literally bit his head off.