Ryan had gotten the note as soon as he left the grounds of the mental hospital. It was from the same law firm that was responsible for his release. Seemed that there was a group of people associated with Wolfram and Hart were getting together tonight.
He knew about them from the time he had been possessed by an Ethros demon, who had also been a client. He wondered if they were responsible at all for this eclipse. He hadn't gotten any sunlight in his room for the past month.
He had managed to swipe some clothes. Old blue jeans, a black T-shirt, and a leather jacket. Their previous owners didn't need them anymore.. considering the fact that they were dead. So, looking at the address on his paper, he quickly vanished. A second later, he was standing in the room, as if out of thin air.
As he glanced around, he looked surprised. "Wow. Well, isn't this a fucking party.. nice." He walked to get a snack and a can of Pepsi, then wandered over to the comfortable seats and sat down. "Oh. Mm. Well, it's a lot better than the chairs at the asylum..."