((Sorry to say it, everyone, but I'm afraid I'm no longer able to keep up with this game. ^^; I'll be bowing out now, and giving Haniel a good exit while I'm at it.))<br/><br/>Before coming to the mansion where Dan and his maids resided, Haniel had thought that her one true calling in life, her passion, her purpose, her reason for existence was to be a maid.  For the few short hours that she had been at the mansion, she had thought that she was living out that dream quite happily.<br/><br/>But then, for the past hour or so, she had had an entirely different world opened up to her.  Numbered cards, rules, stakes, bluffing and counter-bluffing and tells and hands and-<br/><br/>Well, for a being used to the pure existence of Heaven, such a complex and morally borderline game came with a certain thrill.  And once it was over, the angel found herself wanting more.  A new spark had been ignited in the angel, it seemed, and with her new passion fixed firmly in mind, she set out at once to pursue it.<br/><br/>"To New Las Vegas!"<br/><br/>The inhabitants of the mansion never saw her again.