Belial was dressed in form-fitting black as usual; his boots echoed slightly across the lobby as he made his way to the bar. The evening's activities sounded like fun; informal occasions and alcohol often loosened people's tongues, and it was always good to have information about people. You never knew when you might need it.

He paused in the doorway for a moment, taking in the attendance and grinning at Raphael and Rose, before moving to the table at which Gabriel sat together with a few others; if all else failed, he could always entertain himself by annoying the Messenger.

"Good evening," He nodded to Gabriel, Jan and Jarod, before extending his hand to the blonde woman with a smile. "I don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting you before. My name is Belial."