[h2]Sacha Fedyaev[/h2]

[@Midnight Howl] "Ah, the sly fox has returned." Glass and ice at the ready, showered with whiskey on the smooth surface of the bar's table top it slid with Sacha's gentle push. He took the crowns in and stored them in a nearby inlet above a safe. "Smooth journey over your travels then?" He suggested her occupation. "If you're ever interested in the penthouse level, let me know." To those who frequent the Hole, you will know that the penthouse level is the brothel.