A man came over to your table swiftly, dressed like an Aristocrat. Interesting..Why would he exactly be here? It's Vegas, nobody dresses like that..You were already suspicious but didn't want to be disrespectful. His face was visibly deformed, a closed up eye, with a monocle covering the other. He smiled softly, and spoke in soft, and mild tone. A hint of british.

"Lovely tonight, isn't it..I'm Slash."

He said as he held out his hand, the timer for the date was only at 4 minutes.