"This just gets more and more interesting," commented the cocktail waitress as she took the envelope from the young man. She gave a quick look upward at the structure as she attempted to explain what was effectively unexplainable. "As for this thing, all I can really say is welcome to Vegas. When things like this hits," she began with a gesture back to the ring, "the City tends to double down on the crazy."<br/><br/>Perhaps it was also crazy to explain the City being a living, breathing entity. Maybe not - perhaps it was just straying into the realm of poets and dreamers. But nights of crawling through her streets had taught Jenny precisely that - the City was something more than just its streets and the people roaming on them, just as any Las Vegan (not to be confused with those people who refused to eat animal products) could tell you that there was more to their home than just the Strip. The City was real, and Jenny loved her for it. (Was it even more crazy to think of Sin City as having a gender?)<br/><br/>"Anyway, it's been a pleasure to meet 'ya, Alex. Kind of a distinct one I'd say..." she added, looking up again at the wonder around them. "...But a pleasure all the same." Her smile was genuine, though still inflected with the concern and confusion that this whole episode had brought. "If you don't mind, I think I'll give this thing a quick read before heading back to town..." She popped open the envelope and began scanning the contents.