You sigh, taking a sip from your drink as distant music and conversations fill your ears. You're a thriving mob boss, your bar a hotspot for activity - any deal that goes down, you know about it.

Recently however, a certain Nick Hollington came to you as a musician looking to perform for you, - but you know more than that. He's an information broker, and he's very, very valuable if you get him on his side. He's always had a penchant for the dramatic, though, so if he wants to serenade you you might have to entertain him.

He's onstage, dressed in a sharp suit, his hair slicked back and his horn-rimmed glasses a staple of his look. He shoots you a smile before opening with a piano solo. His voice isn't bad, and he must have written the song himself.