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[b]Los Paraisos: Outside the Pellagio Hotel[/b]

Dylan sat at the table, eyeing the article in front of him. His head was pounding and his body sore from being knocked around on their way back through the crowd. Damn, Moira could really cause a distraction when she wanted to. 

“Singing sensations?” he asked out loud, but it appeared that the others had things in hand, thought neither Selan or Don seemed ready to offer any explanations. From the corner of his eye he saw Aria cast some spell, apparently altering the duo’s appearance. ‘Well that’s handy.” 


“Well,” he said after they listed everyone who was still missing, “I’m ashamed to say that I don’t remember anything either. But this,” he pointed at the newspaper, “might help us. It says that last night’s performance was held at Los Parasios’ largest venue. Why don’t we head over there and see if anyone knows anything?” 

“Unless someone else has any other clues?”