The doors of the elevator opened to reveal a grand party room, a gala or sorts. Luke Brandon stepped into the room with Rebecca Bloomwood, the girl in the green scarf. He stood by her side before suggesting she’d go wander, and so she did.

Luke walked further into the area, greeting many people as he did. All of them looked normal, the usual. His baby blues darted around and he smiled as he shook hands all around.

“Is this party any good?”

He asked one of the gentlemen he had just smiled to, in which the man immediately responded with a shared grin

“Oh, it’s fantastic. I’m looking foto meeting that girl with the green scarf, her recent works are amazing! And this place is packed but I pretty much know everybody.. well almost. That odd feller over there is an exception. Never seen him before”

the man shrugged and turned away to get another drink. Luke followed the direction the man had vaguely gestured at with his eyes, his gaze landing on a tall, pale mysterious looking man with a scarred eye. His curiosity got the better of him and soon enough he was walking towards the man.

he stopped in front of Le Chiffre, giving the taller, older man a friendly curious, grin before speaking.

“Pardon the.. foward nature of my next question, but who are you? Nobody here seems to know you”

Luke’s forehead wrinkled as he furrowed his brows with a small smile