The old man at the door looked up as Rayner approached, giving him the squinty eye. He hadn't bothered the first time, after all, the entire troop had just gotten back and it was a way to keep them on their toes to let an occasional stranger in. But as he approached he said the magic word. Or well, one of them. Scratching his chin, he took a long look at him and his actions. Something about him interested the man. He looked tired and worn, but determined. And he spoke a word associated with a feather of the place downstairs, right after she'd left on an important mission. This time, he'd do it right.<br/><br/>"Celestial Star, eh? I haven't heard that name in a couple of years now...beautiful young lady, ain't she? Ever seen her dance before?" It was a test, of course, while Sam could dance, Rayner would know that when she did work at a nightclub she sang, not danced.