Cal Sarrion and Cheri Noble were enjoying a nice night of drinking and getting better acquainted when Elena Lynn, standing outside the bar, noticed a most peculiar man wearing a duster, old army pants, and a polo shirt appearing to hold something in the crook of his arm. She had intended to go into the bar and get familiarized with the setting, perhaps have a drink with Cheri and Cal. All of that changed when she noticed the very peculiar man. He kept looking up into the sky. The sky was dark, and because of the heavy flux of lights around there was no chance of seeing stars. Surely he could tell that?
Finally she convinced him to give his name, after giving hers. Nickolaus Richter. That was when his little pet got loose and, being new to flying, he besought she caught the little thing. That little thing was a bat with a dragon tail or, as Elena thought, a rat with wings. She managed to catch it in her hat to return it to Nickolaus and he seemed quite perturbed that she tossed the hat afterwards, both insulting her implications to him and complimenting her skin at the same time. He called down from the sky a giant bat like the first one before turning to her and saying such.
At that time Cheri and Cal left the bar, with Cal falling on his face. He was incredibly drunk, speaking of getting a hair cut, or a tattoo, or something pierced. Elena hoisted him up, and luckily Cheri brought him home. Elena asked Nickolaus if she could buy him a drink to make up for her unintended slight, mostly hoping to get more information out of him in the process. He said he would have a virgin drink, so she switched up the venue and asked if he would like to go to Tim Horton’s, to which he agreed and later they were met by Cheri.