It is nearly midnight before black Mercedes pulls up outside the casino. The chauffeur immediately gets out opening the door for the Regent whom walks immediately into the Casino looking for his companion.

He is dressed in a black suit with burgundy accents, he searches about looking for Mr. Arturo. He is interested in looking into a matter that has needed some attention for a little while. The prince had spoken to them personally about the matter and they agreed to handle the situation.

He is still reserved about his opinion, the antipathy of certain kindred has always plagued his steps, but there are things that must be overlooked and dealt with regardless and his presence might provoke some measure of their targets breeding. It promises to be an intriguing night never the less.

Arturo could be described as giddy. If theres one thing he enjoys its showing up at a rivals domain and holding all the aces in his Armani sleeve.

Thomas wears a charcoal grey two button suit with a high collar. It is one of hte rare nights when he is actually on the casino floor, though he abandons whatever whale or cougar blowing through her dead husbands money he was entertaining as soon as he spots the Regent.

 "Good evening Mr. Arturo, my car and driver are outside. Shall we..." nodding toward the door.

"I do hope this place has some class, I can not abide another place like the last, it was positively dreadful," remembering the biker bar with a grimace.

As they step outside the driver is opening the back door for them. They step in and are quickly on their way. It should promise to be an amusing evening indeed.

'I still maintain Marlena enjoyed that place simply because you didnt.'

Thomas prods, slipping into the car after the Regent. Thomas has his doubts about Bellisas place, they are headed into the industrial district after all...