<span style="text-decoration: underline">Perdition Nightclub: Shortly after 10</span><br/><br/>He was all but glowing, something not altogether unheard of in the Crowl, as he descended into the main part of the club. While not literally glowing, he did radiate an aura that caught the attention of the various people he passed. He couldnâ€™t help himself, he felt good, this town was getting boring in its normal oddity, it needed a little bit of shaking up now and then. From the smell in the air, it was certainly going to be getting a good ole shake up. What more could a demon ask for?<br/><br/>He slid through the crowd with practiced ease and up to the bar, motioning the employee over, â€œgive some free drinks at your own discretion, Iâ€™m feeling in a good mood tonight. Of course, tips are always appreciated.â€ He smirked at the man as he slipped a large bill across the bar to him, regretting for a moment that the man was straight AND had himself a girlfriend. Then again, heâ€™d overcome both of those barriers before, always a bit of idle fun that.<br/><br/>His eyes slid to the man asking about flyers and waved his hand at him, â€œno posting them all over the place, but you can leave a pile at the front door with the bouncer of post only one on the corkboard at the door as well. What they do with them is your concern and not ours though, I donâ€™t want you coming in here and complaining about god knows what, heaven knows the fools that come in here.â€<br/><br/>He grinned wickedly, his tone playful before his attention was drawn to the woman next to him and waved at the bartender who was moving to make her a drink, â€œgive the lady as many free drinks as she can handle, sheâ€™s looking like she needs it.â€ He smirked at her, â€œof course, I would hope she would be kind enough to tip, lord knows working in a bar isnâ€™t prosperous without tips most days.â€<br/><br/>He stretched and placed himself in a nearby stool, â€œa fine night I think ladies and gentlemen, a fine one indeed.