After a long night on the town and in the pit, the best way to end the day always has to be a hearty drink. Darlet knew just the place to be when that craving hit. Guitar slung over his shoulder, thankfully still intact after a decent amount of work at the Casino kept it in his possession. Perhaps a few songs could coax out the cocktails he unfortunately didn't have the carats to pay for. His voice seemed to have done the trick for Angora, perhaps they could do the same for her trusty bartend...