A Louisiana club full of noisy people, jazz and tobacco smoke. Only here at night you can find a wide variety of people singing, dancing, drinking heavily.

You were sitting alone, at least until a tall young man sat next to you at the bar, who had a charming smile on his face, which only widened at the sight of you. Did he wink, or did you just imagine it?

"Alastor", the man confidently calls his name, holding out his hand, "it's nice to see such a pleasant person among the ordinary visitors of the club!"