[quote=@Mokley]What happened next would be later remembered as an intoxicated dream. A vision of the counterfeit-coin, a tall looming shadow, a story of eyes and madness and demons and secret vaults. A deep voice roared and smoldered, Chao's seat went empty, the room shouted and rumbled and the front door slammed. The guitar strings quivered and smoked in a hellish rendition, Dali's voice hissed electric hallucinations of rising old gods and civilization burning, black inferno, echoes screaming in the dark, of crumbled consciousness and a final halting whispered prayer.[/quote]
I like how you summarized the last several posts in this one paragraph. Well done!

EDIT: Chao plopping down to socialize at Dali's table was more of [i]me thinking we all knew each other.[/i] Oops! :)