"I see.  So you are looking for me to be a mole."  Vittorio steeples his fingers, thinking about it for a moment.  "And where would I find these youngsters?  Do they have certain hangouts they like to congregate at?  Or am I on my own in trying to pick them out?"

 "Not a mole per se, we like to refer to it as an active citizen interested in pursuing his civic duties. It seems to have a much nicer ring to it. The group we are interested in is often referred to as the dead punks, I do not know every member. There are a handful of other younger cainites that seem to drift with them. Mr. Arturo might be more knowledgeable about whatever dives they frequent. "

'The loud little shitholes.'

Thomas rolls his eyes.

'The Red Zone, that tiny Thorns place... The dead punks leader is of our clan..'

Theres no small amount of dissapointment in Thomas voice..

'They claim a warzone full of rats and homeless vagrants as their domain, and no, i wouldnt expect you to go there.'  

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 "Well spoken my friend, one never knows what one might find at a place like that."

The amusement upon the Regents lips is something to be regarded as rare for those whom know him.

"Well I shall see what I can do.  Unfortunately my face is not an easy one to hide...but a vacation is a vacation.  If I choose to sample the local nightlife, who can blame me?  Vegas can be so overwrought," he chuckles at that.

 "Well, I appreciate your time. It has been a pleasure gentlemen, but I fear the night is young and I do have business to attend to," looking toward Mr.Arturo. "I thank you for use of your facility, we shall be in contact," turning toward Vittorio. "I welcome you to Sanfield and should you require my assistance you can reach me through Mr. Arturo, I thank you for accepting my request. We shall be seeing you in the future."

The Regent rises from his seat, awaiting their farewells, before heading to the door and departing the Casino, trying to give them some space to discuss things at their leisure. If Thomas has something to say to the kindred it would be best said in the privacy of his domain, the Regent would expect the same. Respect amongst the elders is earned with time and the Regent and Thomas have had quite a good amount of both.