Zaine will walk into the casino dressed in his usual attire, The black dress pants a button up white shirt with black tie a fancy custom made black jacket, A black fedora with a white strip around the brim, His black dress shoes that are the world champions of shinyness, and last, of course his cane. He lights a cigarette and glances around looking for Thomas Arturo.  

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Thomas will make the trip to the Casino floor to greet the Sheriff. In these weird, dangerous times he is a welcome sight. Unless he whips out his gun and starts chasing someone through the casino...

'Sheriff, welcome... Your not in my domain on buisness i hope...'

"well that would depend on who you have gambling in this establishment, but i was not planning on any bussiness just mingling with the locals hopefully." HE drags off his cigarette two or three times and glances around once again, "this is a very nice casino."

'No undesirables get too far in here sheriff. I run a tight ship.'

Thomas says with a grin... He could mention the little Nos he caught right in the security nerve center... but theres no reason to contradict himself.

'In that case enjoy yourself Sheriff, if you desire anything you can ask my floor manager Alexi, i think youll find him very accomidating.'

Thomas points out Alexi, who is a huge man and hard to miss...

Zaine Drags his cigarette again and nods at alexi and walks towards the poker tables telling every cocktail waitress "no thank you" as politely as possible to there drinks.

*In she walks, radiating confidence in her every move. The hazel eyes roam the room quickly, something dark residing behind them. She does not smile, nor show emotion of any kind as she moves lithely through the rows of slot machines.

Her manner of dress is simple, perfect white dress pants, high heeled navy suede boots and a navy silk blouse. She wears no jewelry tonight and seems to carry nothing with her.*

Thomas spots and recognizes Bellisa immediately... He knows of her from her history with the former Sheriff, Quadrial...

Strange her being in town, even stranger her being here...

Zaine occupied and being watched over by Alexi Thomas will move to intercept the woman before she can get too far...

*A brow raises as she is approached and she studies the man carefully. * Yes? *Her voice has a very slight accent, perhaps European.*

'Miss Damita... Welcome to my Domain. We havent met but i was a friend of the late Mr. Asmai... My name is Thomas Arturo.'

He lowers his head, a sign of respect for the elder, even if she isnt of his clan...

*Her lips twitch into a ghost of a frown as he speaks to her.* Mr. Asmai is deceased? When and who? *Her voice is crisp as she asks the questions, she wishes to ignore the rest for now but this isn't her city...yet so she nods in return to the bow of his head.* Thomas Arturo yes, I came here seeking Asmai as he invited me to this city some time ago. I had just decided to take him up on this, the news of his death is... disappointing. *Her lips purse slightly*

Thomas gives a small shrug. 'You picked a hell of a time to come visit.'

He glances around, not going to elaborate on the casino floor like this.

'I dont know the circumstances of Quadrials death, but Zaine, his replacement does. He's here tonight if youd like to ask him about it.'

*She nods once and makes a motion for Thomas to lead the way.* Then take me to him, I will need answers. I also would like you to elaborate on your comment. Is this not a good time? I also will need to meet the one in charge of the city, you will be so good as to arrange that.

*Of course she does not care if now is a good or bad time and her request for meeting the Prince was not a request, more of an order. It is obvious she is used to getting what she asks for without questions asked.*

Zaine notices Bellisa come in and Walkes back over towards the two talking, Matching everyother step with a step of his cane. He leaves the ciagrette hanging from his mouth as he walks blowing every drag threw his nose, as he looks bellisa over.

*She does not know the man approaching is Zaine. So she merely studies him until introduced. Of course one look at the suit and cane and she thinks this stiff is a Tremere. Then again, what idiot would place a Tremere as Sheriff?*

Thomas will play Host and introduce the two. Zaine may recognize her... as they are of the same clan and nearer in age than most.

'Bellisa, Zaine... Sheriff, Bellisa. She has a few questions for you regarding your formers death... if you two would like to move to the lounge upstairs you cna speak more... freely.'

He suggests, gesturing to the back stairs...

*She is amused but not surprised that Thomas followed her requests. A slight nod to Zaine.* Bellisa Damita. Lead the way Sheriff. *A glance to Thomas again, a brow ever so slightly raised as she questions.* Oh and Mr. Arturo you will arrange that meeting for me won't you? *As if she'd take no for an answer anyways.*

Zaine takes off his hat and takes the cigarette out of his mouth, and responds to the introducion "Pleasure." He puts his hat back on and the cigarette back into his mouth. Zaine starts walking towards the stairs slowly still matching his steps in the same rhythm.  

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Thomas is reminded of the Ventrue, Spencer he had thrown out of her not too long ago... But he will afford the Elder a lot more respect and patience...

'Certainly, Miss Damita..'

He will escort the two to the VIP lounge and dissapear from there.. rpesumably to arrange her meeting for her...

*A nod to Thomas before looking over the VIP Lounge a moment. Sinking into a chair she crosses her legs and watches Zaine.* Tell me. When did Asmai die and who was his killer?

Zaine drags off of his cigarette once again and watches the smoke pour out of his mouth as he sits down and glances to Bellisa, Preparing himself to answer the question. "I found the old sherriff Murdered in the church, his killer was still there but he escaped." He glances around the room dragging his cigarette once more. As every word comes out so does a puff of smoke, "His murderer was a sabbat templar."