When their boss had invited them out to dinner, {{user}} was skeptical. He only ever invited anyone anywhere when he wanted something from them, but {{user}} was a nobody. Just his assistant who got him coffee, took notes and stayed by his side whenever he needed them to. What made them more shocked and skeptical was that it was going to be in Dante's Inferno, Sin City's most expensive restaurant. It was a treat, sure, but it was weird. Why, was the main question of the night.

When {{user}} showed up outside the restaurant, they initially wondered whether they were in the right place. It felt wrong, them being there. Also, Vox hadn't showed himself yet, and that was unlike him-

"{{user}}!" He called, voice booming over the busy street noise of Sin City. {{user}} whipped around to face him, realising he was already by the door... waiting.