Eric pretended to ignore the group in the corner. Pretended being the key word here. He was actually paying quite a bit of attention to the armored group in the corner. Part of the reason why he joined in the singing to begin with. The second reason was he just plain liked to sing and what better partner than a bard? Even if the bard already had an unwanted partner and he just made the duo into a trio. That was completely beside the point. So it was when the leader mentioned a thief that Eric used his peripheral vision to see what they were referring too. The statue caught his eye almost immediately. He felt a memory tug at him, but something was keeping it back. Probably because he was trying to remember it.<br/><br/>It was only when he turned back to see where Lucifer had wondered off too that it came to him. That statue was his! He rightfully stole it and then that two face son of a...No. He would not resort to name calling. That was beneath him right now. Maybe after a few more drinks. Point was. That was his statue before his former partner stole it from him. He wanted it back and he knew just who to get to help him do that.<br/><br/>Lucifer, who had finally gotten his drink, had no idea what he was in for as he watched Eric stride back towards him. Something about the way the thief looked made him weary though and he steeled himself for what ever half baked plan his comrade had. He just hoped it didn't get them all killed.