Kent smiled, wrapping an arm behind Nerina's back and guiding her path.  "Life is a lot easier when you don't have to do everything legally."  He said simply, giving Nerina a gentle yet, in the cirumstances, threatening squeeze.  He was like a predator catching its prey, curling around her with the gentle love of an anaconda strangling a deer.  "The best drinks are in hell.  But I doubt you'd follow me there."  The strange man whispered, grinning like a cheshire cat.  "I've got a supply of alcohol at work."  Kent offered, sliding in close around Nerina and taking a couple of steps back from her.