The elevator dings open and a well-dressed, dapper man in his early to mid thirties steps out, hands casually in the pockets of his black suit jacket.  He wears a white shirt and blue power tie.  He strides casually out onto the casino floor, smiling all around as he takes in the tables and slot machines.  A young woman, perhaps ten years his younger, clings to his arm.  Feathery platinum blond hair cascades past her shoulders, and she wears a shimmering silver dress with plunging back and scooped neckline.

He'd arrived last night, pulling up in a shiny black limo.  Someone had already called ahead, reserving one of the best suites in the joint for "Mr. Orlando."  Requests not to disturb him during the day...high-end celebrity, I'm sure you'll understand.  And of course they did, with the money his agent threw at them.  And now he's out on the casino floor ready to taste the delectable delights this place has to offer.

Zaine walks into the casino with his cell phone in one hand against his ear and his cane in the other hand. He talks to the person on the phone for another minute or two before hanging up and looking around for arturo, of course while he looks his eyes catch Mr. Orlando the Magician he watched on cable Not too long ago. Zaine will adjust his tie and start walking towards the celebrity.

Christine, being as curious as anyone about high end celebrities, has a chance to watch this 'magician' as she takes a break from going over the books.  

The lady's hair will catch her attention, causing her to take a quick glance at her own dark brown hair, wondering what it would look like that color.  Then a sudden grin, with all that goes on in her life, she might as well just wait, its a wonder she's not totally grey by now, anyway.

Seeing the large, burly, well-dressed figure approach him, Vittorio walks up with a smile and extends his hand.  "Hello, if I'm not mistaken by the looks of you you're either part of security or a high roller.  Your name?"

Zaine extends his hand to greet Mr. Orlando, "I am Zaine, and of course you are Vittorio Orlando, Its a pleasure to meet you." Zaine smiles and asks "Do you plan on staying in sanfield?"

"Ah, always a pleasure to meet someone who recognizes me.  A fan, or just casual knowledge?"  He nods.  "I plan on staying for a little while.  I'm taking a little break from the hustle and bustle of the entertaining life.  I figured this place was as good as any other."

"Well you picked a very stressful time to come to sanfield, Its not a very safe time." Zaine stares vittorio in the eyes, "Perhaps you could come with me for a talk." Zaine glances around the casino looking for arturo once again.  

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"If it's all the same to you, I came here to relax and have some fun.  If you'd like to set up a private meeting or an interview, perhaps you can call my agent."

Zaine gives him a look like dont think your better than me. "Well you see im not some groupie, and i dont want any authographs or interviews, and im not asking you to come with me im telling you." Zaine says this in a bold slightly angry voice. " So if you do not mind lets go talk in the vip lounge."

The dark haired man glares at you.  "I'm not sure what you're trying to get at sir, but if you have something to say, say it plainly.  Otherwise I'm going to have to make a complaint to the owner about the rude behavior of certain of his...employees?  Guests?  You still haven't told me exactly who you are."

Thomas Arturo, the owner of this casino as well as the Toreador who claims this domain, will interrupt the Sheriff and Mr. Orlando with perfect timing.

In a friendly, loud voice he addresses the Kindred to diffuse the situation...

'Mr.Orlando, I hope youve found your accomidations satisfactory so far. It appears many of the locals still know your face...'

He assumes Vittorio knows who he is, and gives the sheriff a very condescending look and in a voice that can only be described as a gracious host telling someone to back to the fuck off:

'Are you enjoying your nice little escape from buisness, Zaine?'

He smiles as he sees the owner of the casino step forward.  "Ah, Mr. Arturo, nice to meet you," he says extending his hand with a firm handshake.  "I believe my agent talked with one of your associates, I was hoping to meet you.  Yes, the rooms are quite lovely.  Veronica here can't wait to hit the spa," he says gesturing to the woman still clinging to his arm.  She nods and makes an agreeing comment about the luxury of the suite.

((Just a comment here...my character knows nothing of the politics here in the city.  He doesn't know who anyone is and literally just stepped into town.  He's not being trouble, he's just ignorant...he doesn't even know who is Kindred and who isn't.  He probably knows Arturo is the owner of the place, but unless something was specifically said about being Kindred, he wouldn't know either Zaine or Arturo are vampires.  He might have his suspicions though...))

"Thomas i actualy did need to see you about some things that have come up regarding.... well.... business..... so if you have a moment i would like to speak to you in private." Zaine says this in a kind of worried voice which is strange for zaine.

Thomas will shake Orlandos hand. 'I believe your agent has been in touch with my assistant, Miss Christine Johnson. I do believe she is a fan of yours...' He adds, with a grin.

'Should you have any privacy concerns while staying here dont hesitate to contact Alexi, he is my cheif of security and can assure you are as annonymous and unbothered as the next man, should you wish it. '

With that he turns his attention to Zaine.

'You come here to play poker, and now you harass my guests? We can speak outside, Sheriff, as i believe you were just leaving..'

"Fine thomas lets talk outside then" Turns to Mr. Orlando "I hope you Have a wonderful rest of the evening maybe we can talk sometime soon." Zaine turns to walk out of the casino while pulling his cigarettes out of his coat pocket.

Outside is still a bit busy, but they will be more or less ignored. Various valets park for people and other people smoke outside near the curb.

Thomas will lead the sheriff away from most people, and signal a valet to retrieve whatever vehicle he arrived in.

"This is probably a bad time to ask for this.... but... i realy do need to ask you for a favor." Zaine puts the cigarette in his mouth and lights it. "As im sure you know if gotten myself into a bit of trouble lately, and the police are after me quite bad." Zaine looks around and drags his cigarette nervously.

'Might i suggest you stop watching Sylvester Stallone movies before performing your duties?..'

Thomas mocks in typical Harpy fashion, crossing his arms over his chest.

'What would you propose I do about the situation?..'

Hes listening.. having the sheriff in his debt could prove... usefull.

At the mention of the word "sheriff" Vittorio's eyebrow arches and a look of sudden revelation comes over him.  He let's Arturo take the "man" aside, and reminds himself to speak to the casino owner on the matter as soon as he is finished.  In the meanwhile...some blackjack might be nice.

"Well you see i was hoping you could maybe "convince" the police that there looking for someone else besides me.... i already Know you can be quiet persuasive." drags his cigarette and exhales threw the his nose.