The lone man turned and looked sideways at Alice, the solid black mask leering at her as he did so. He remained silent for a brief moment, thinking to himself as he sized up Alice with unseen eyes.

[i]Hmm?...So this is the one? [b]Alice Lynch[/b]? Enduro's latest little obsession.[/i]

"Yes of course," he said in a friendly tone,"have a seat."
He patted the leather-capped stool to his left tentatively with a bare hand.
He gave Alice time to seat herself before speaking again,"So your Dalton's 'friend of a friend', eh?" He mused. "And what is your name, miss?" 


Across the room in the seating area, Dalton and Aleera stood huddled close together in a corner, their eyes peering over Thomas and Alice sitting together at the bar.
Dalton looked Aleera in her masked face,"Your sure he's here?"

"Yes," Aleera said, her low voice creeping near to a hiss,"I know he is. I can practically smell that snake."

Dalton exhaled through his nose,"Your sure we need her?" He asked.
"Yes," Aleera retorted,"she's the bait. All we have to do is have her remove her mask when she's on the dance floor. He'll spot her for sure, he'll recognize her, he won't be able to resist. He'll try to get her alone, and that's when we attack, away from the eyes of mortals."