<div class="floatright">(http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb117/hopefox17/Cuckoo.jpg)</div>Cuckoo chuckled at Jack's story. "That's a common thread for us, I think. Our family more so than most - Eire is a land of story and legend. My mother raised me on stories of the Giants' Causeway and the Cattle Raid of Cooley. Her family are all dairy farmers, so they've got that in the blood. I figure that's why the Morrigan chose her, really. I've read all of the Irish classics, and enough Arthurian legend to know my way around that side of the world. Of course, a lot of it's wrong, but even the stuff that's wrong is still right, if you know what I mean." She paused and put a short, stubby finger on her chin thoughtfully. "I should show you around Ireland sometime, let you see the places you haven't gotten to."<br/><br/>Her eyes followed him as he picked up his guitar. "Bards can change the world," she said softly. "More so than warriors like me can. A warrior can save the world, but a bard can fix it. I can tell you've got the vision and the drive to make something happen." She fell silent as he began his song, entranced with the music.<br/><br/>After the song, she stood up and walked over to the laptop, flicking through a few web pages as he spoke. "I see what you mean," she murmured. "I knew there was something odd about this hotel. It's like every outrageous story I've ever heard about Las Vegas, brought to life in one building." She started pacing around pensively as she talked. "I mean, I'm a woman of simple pleasures - fighting, drinking, feasting and screwing - and I've got a pretty insatiable appetite for all four of those. But what you're describing isn't about simple pleasures, is it? It's something nastier, more insidious, changing people into something twisted. Where does it all lead? Apparently to serial murder, somewhere along the line. We'll get to the bottom of it, I know we will."<br/><br/>She looked around at the luxury penthouse suite. "I think you're right about the hotel. It's just so... extravagant doesn't begin to describe it. Sure, I live in a castle, but it's tasteful. This is... dumb, and it doesn't make sense." She pursed her lips. "Could be Aztec. I wouldn't know. It's almost the sort of place you'd expect the aes sidhe to put together, but again, they have taste."<br/><br/>She pulled her phone from her pocket as it buzzed at her. "Ah, that's Kurt Freison. He says he's got some other heroes together down in the Temptation bar and restaurant." She extended her hand for Jack to shake. "I'm glad to have you at my side, Jack. Ready to tackle this together?"