[Bewilderbeast]

Frankenstein's glowing red cybereyes widened slightly as the elf re-emerged with some free drink tickets. Either damned decent of Mr. Aces or an attempt to get me to go away... either way, best not appear rude.

"Much obliged," Frankenstein murmured, accepting the tickets with a polite dip of his head. "And of course I understand, Aces is a busy man. I'll be at the bar, please let me know when he's available." Frankenstein made his way over to the bar and grabbed one of the scant few seats; the place was already filling up and the crowd seemed more interested in dancing and Zen than slouching over a glass.

"I will take the nicest synthbeer one of these will get me," Frankenstein said with an improbably creepy smile. The bartender, ever the professional, served one right up and he began nursing it. Frankestein also made sure to send a tip of 5 nuyen over to the bartender's public commlink; just because you were given free drinks does not mean you have a right to be a stingy bastard, and Frankie had been in North America long enough to understand the importance of tipping. As well as the importance of not being a completely unrepetant bastard.

As time passed and Frankie nursed his synthbeer down to the foamy dregs, the dance floor began to fill up even more. Every once in a while, a haggard party girl tripping on Zen or Bliss or spirits knows what would wander near Frankie, perhaps attracted by his synthetic pheromones which were working overtime in the humid confines of the warehouse. He'd smile and nod at whatever they babbled politely, but they inevitably lost interest and wandered over to somebody younger and hunkier. Frankenstein, for his part, was all business, scanning the new comers for anybody who looked like a potential Shadowrunner.

And then he saw her. No... it can't be? Could it? Critter? Frankenstein polished off the last his drink, waiting to see if she noticed or recognized him. It looked an awful lot like her, but when he'd last seen her she'd been so young. And considering the nature of their acquaintenceship, Frankenstein was not at all certain how he would be received.

[ismilealot]

When the spirit addressed the other woman, Critter?, Jane knew she wouldn't be alone in speaking to this Ace, and was both relieved and more nervous. An athletic looking beauty, Ace was bound to pay far more attention to her than Jane and her mistakes wouldn't be as noticed. On the other hand if this Ace was interviewing both of them, no way Jane was getting the job. "No, don't defeat yourself before you even start. A mages abilities are not based on their looks but on their knowledge and their power, and that has nothing to do with looks. And if this Ace has the money for all this, then he should be smart enough to know a pretty face and body do not make a mage." She looks over to take a real look at Critter, and that when she see's, "Alejandro" the word slips out with recognition, startling even Jane.

[ve4grm]

Reaghan looked over, and then down, at the dwarf woman, then back up at her boyfriend. "Friend of yours, Alej?" she asked, cocking her head to the side. She looked back at Jane. "Twister, was it?"

(Reaghan isn't currently paying attention to the bar, so she won't see Frankie.)

[ismilealot]

Taking a sideway look at Alejandro Jane turns to Critter and holds out her hand to shake hers, "I am Twisted Sister. Are you then a summoner mage?" "Might as well know if she's competition or needed for a separate task." Jane thought to herself. "I've been in Alejandro's shop a few times." she says by way of explanation.

[ve4grm]

"My apologies, Twisted Sister. Mage? No." Reaghan shakes the dwarf's hand. "Warrior adept. They call me Critter."

With a nod to Alej, she turns to the spirit. "I guess we have business, then."

[ismilealot]

Jane is about to turn as well when she see's a large man staring at Critter and starting to head towards her. She cocks her head just a hair, her eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly as she pauses a moment making sure of it and then says, "Do you know him? I think he's heading towards you." up at Critter.

[ve4grm]

Reaghan turns, starts a little. "Huh. Didn't think this would be his kind of concert." She leans a little towards Jane. "We're... acquainted."

[Bewilderbeast]

Noticing he'd been spotted, Frankenstein left his empty bottle on the bar and made his way through the crowd to the young woman he thought was Critter. "Well, look who it is," he said once he was within earshot, peeling his lips back in an uneasy smile. He didn't say anything more; if Critter told him to buzz off, she would be well within her rights. But Frankenstein couldn't help but wonder if she was also here to meet Aces, or if she was just here to dance.

[Moneyspider]

Alejandro thinks for a minute running through a list of Shaman he knows, but is interrupted before he gets very far by Jane speaking. Again before he can speak Jane explain how they know each other. Alejandro smiles and gives Reaghan a rather chaste kiss on the cheek. Give me a hollar if you need anything babe, I'm gonna see if Jace or any of the guys are here. He gives Jane a little nod before nodding the spirit and heading into the crown.

The spirit looks around the group smiling politely.  Yes we do have some, in fact Mr. Frankenstein if you'd be willing to follow as well I'll show you all to your table.

[ve4grm]

"Frankie. Still unsettlingly ugly, I see." She turned to follow the spirit.

[ismilealot]

Jane begins following the spirit, her mind storing the information regarding Critter, Alejandro and Mr Frankenstein for later.

[Bewilderbeast]

Frankenstein was surprised when the spirit asked him to follow, but he wasn't about to argue with a metaphysical entity he didn't understand at all. Maybe it's working with or represents Mr. Aces? Frankenstein gave the bar one last wistful look before following after the spirit as well.

[p1erx0R]

He nodded and made his way to the booth to the far left, closest to the stage. He slipped into it and leans back, making himself comfortable. His eyes scanned around for a possible waitress to take a drink order.

[Moneyspider]

The Spirit smoothly leads the group past the bouncers. The Elf nodding to Frankie as you all walk past. Once past the curtains you'll notice two things. first that the loud chaos is muted to a comfortable din that brings the  music through much clearer then the chaos of screaming talking party goers. Second that the white cloth appears nearly transparent on this side, affording you a clear look at the still growing crowd while offering some privacy from it, and the slight raise of the VIP platform also puts you right about stage level were the opening act is belting out their one song that people might actually recognize. The spirit leads to the table that Phan05 is sitting at. And distributes some gift bags to each of you. And passing a VIP badge and lanyard to those who don't have it.  Complements of our host. Now please take a moment to get to know each other, Ace of Spades will be here shortly. Is there anything I can get you while you wait? The girl/spirit's melodic voice coming through clearly in the din of party goers.

The bags are your standard paper with tissue paper sort of affair used when someone wants a gift to look nice but doesn't feel like wrapping it. Inside you'll find a Micro-transceiver in a high end stealth design, a data chip, set of flats with the logo from the concert flyer silk-screened on them, and what looks like a fancy case for business cards containing five chem patches, two labeled Bliss and three labeled Novacoke the chem patches look like ace of spades playing cards.

[ve4grm]

Reaghan puts on the lanyard, pockets the micro-transceiver, and examines the datachip to see what it might be. (She's not about to slot it yet, though.) The rest, she leaves tucked in the bag. Free drugs before a first meeting are an... interesting opener, but she prefers her mind to be clear.

She watches to see how the others react to the gifts.