Joshua sat at the table with his drink, when he felt, rather than saw, someone watching him. He turned and locked gazes with the man who had just come out of the back room. He felt a cold chill go down his back, even as he painted a fake smile on his face and lifted his glass in a salute to the stranger. The light of his ring began to pulse, and he kept it hidden under his jacket as he watched the magic user - it was this blonde youth, Joshua knew it now - and waited for him to make the next move.