Tonight's show wasn't the best. 

Despite his best efforts, Steel missed a few cords and wasn't emotive enough to keep the crowd engaged. The bad played well enough to still get paid but the boss man said he wouldn't be hiring them back for next week "diversify the talent" he said. Steel took his cut of the cash in pride and headed for the door before a familiar face caught his attention at the bar. He sauntered up to the bar where the out of place socialite sat, idly holding her glass of whiskey that they both knew she had no intention of drinking.

"Didn't think I'd see you around here again. I thought grimey bars like this weren't your scene." Steel said, taking a seat next to the woman and laying his elbow on the bar.

"I can assure you I wouldn't be here if I didn't need to be Stanley. I'm just a messenger tonight." the woman said, fishing around in a large handbag before pulling out a manilla envelope and handing it to Steel. 

"I'll be glad to leave this place behind for good after this." Steel didn't take the envelope initially, instead eyeing it and the vampire suspiciously. 

"What's this?"

"Below me, that's what it is. Just take it so I can get on with my night alright?" the vampire asked, annoyed as she shoved the envelope a little quicker this time into Steel's chest. Steel finally took the envelope and the woman got up to leave.

"See you next year Sarah." Steel said, watching the woman walk away as she ignored the rockstar. He couldn't believe it had been over a year since he'd kicked the bucket so to speak. The former mortal chuckled as he tore into the envelope and look at it's contents.