They entered the club.  It was dimly lit, and the patrons were a mixed crowd.  Mostly demons, but some humans.  The soft dim light, almost glowing, hid sharp edges, and made it difficult to pick out individual features til you're closer.  Except, of course, for the spotlighted stage, where currently a scaly green demon was belting out 'Hit Me Baby One More Time'.  In a beautiful and completely incongrous soprano.<br/><br/>Wesley and the others approached a green-skinned demon with red horns and red eyes.  Obviously he was of the same race as Keenan, the little green demon bartender Raven had worked with.  He was dressed in an eye-hurting yellow and purple suit.<br/><br/>He turned and smiled.  "Hey guys, long time no see."  He scanned over the group.  "No Angelcakes I see," with a mix of regrey and relief.  "So what can I do for you tonight?  I know there's a crisis, you never come over for just a relaxing drink."<br/><br/>Then he turned his gaze on Raven, and his expression changed.  "Oh, kitten.  I'm sorry.  I see.  I'll work you in pronto.  Just go over and pick out a song, and tell the DJ it's a code Blue.  We'll get you up there and sorted out."