The big redhead inclined his head "careful what you look for hate and vengeance can be some very damming emotions and I do happen to know a bit about damnation."  He let her digest that a bit while he got himself a Beam and water from the tender.  He then slid up and onto the stool beside her and gave her a bit longer to compose herself.  "Do you happen to have a picture of Barry?  I might have seen him around and I got a few friends on the streets." He gave a cynical  grin and then added "what do you want if you find them?"<br/><br/>For his part Sage did not seem to care if anyone heard or that he gave most the willies. Of course this woman now that she was sober would probably be well advised to listen to that little inner voice that said run away.  But there was also another little voice that said this 'man' could certainly help with what she sought.  The real question was starting to become which would she listen to?  There was just something about the creature seated beside her as if someone had just stepped on your grave or as if there  was a faint taint of evil in the air. He kicked back his drink and then ordered another and it was apparent that alcohol was not affecting him either.