Gabriel smirked as Al-Adil spoke of the evil djinn, and thought about the deeds he had done while being a general for Vlad. He had definitely made a name for himself, and earned that nickname. Though he figured he'd keep that one to himself. "The thought is appreciated, though." he spoke out, as if his thoughts ran out of his mouth to finish them.
"Actually, I have someone back at home to share this with. She would greatly appreciate something fine like this." Gabriel's demeanor was beginning to lower, and become a little bit more tasteful, instead of sharp and angry as he had entered the Bellagio at the beginning of the night.
Taking another sip of the tea, he set it down, tilting his head as he glanced to Al-Adil. "So...what..is it that brought you to Vegas?"