A woman who would have been called a cocktail waitress before things Changed approached Nox and offered a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.  "Hey sugar, can I help ya with somethin'?"  She was tired and she was jaded and to be honest, she just didn't care to be more than superficially hospitable.  Not waiting for an answer, she continued talking.  "Let me guess, you're hungry.  They're serving food in the Grand Buffet tonight or if you want to try your luck, you can try to get into Craftsteak."  Her eyes drifted up and down his frame in an appraising manner before she simply sighed.  "You should just head to the Buffet."  Craftsteak was for people who had things to offer whether it was money or information or goods.  And this guy didn't look like he had any of that.  "It's that way."  She pointed vaguely off to her left before wandering away.  Nox didn't look to be worth her time.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>Sunshine tried really hard to focus on the task Maddie had set for her, she really did.  But the lack of stimulant coursing through her veins made it hard to focus.  Finally, she just couldn't handle it anymore.  Stepping into what little shade she could find, the hooker paused to take a little bump from the powder that Madeleine had so thoughtfully provided.  A warm rush filled her body, the high almost instantaneous.  One more little bump wouldn't hurt.  In fact, it would<i>help</i>.<br/><br/>Some amount of time passed but how much, she wasn't sure.  All Sunshine knew was that the sun wasn't quite so high in the sky when she finally got moving again.  She wavered a little on her heels as she meandered her way down the Strip.  What was she supposed to be doing?  Oh yeah... looking for Nox.  Her tongue passed over dry lips as she concentrated far too much on her feet.<br/><br/>Wandering aimlessly down the Strip from the Bellagio, she figured heading towards the MGM wouldn't be such a bad idea.  They usually had meals that the whores could get for a decent price.  Going one better, the high-as-a-kite Sunshine even remembered to ask one or two of her fellow colleagues if they had seen Nox as she passed them.  Two weren't sure but one said she had seen the man headed towards the MGM.  She couldn't help but feel like a damn genius for thinking of the hotel all on her own.<br/><br/>A person walking at a normal pace could have made the journey in about twenty-five minutes but Sunshine's pit stops and meandering pace pushed her journey to almost an hour and a half.  When she entered the lobby, she was greeted by the same cocktail waitress that had greeted Nox.  "I'm looking for a guy," she slurred the words at the other woman then proceeded to give a vague description of the man.<br/><br/>"He was here.  I sent him down to the Buffet to get somethin' to eat."<br/><br/>Sunshine offered a smile that looked more like a grimace before wandering off in the direction of the Buffet.  She would complete the task, damnit.  It was the only way she'd get more drugs.