Far from pristine, despite his attempts to look nice signs of his trade followed him. Minor scars and burn marks on his hands as well as the oil stains on his fingers.

"What better reason to come out?" He asked playfully, since that was his reason as well. Free food and drink, what half sane person would refuse it? "Just barely, the hills catch fire every year, even river Styx caught fire." of course there was no real river Styx, it was just a nickname for the Los Angeles River. "The place is still just as rundown and full of shadows as it ever was."