Asher grimaced and turned away from the gunk, or else he risked getting sick for an altogether different reason. For someone who could rip out a persons throat with his own teeth a few years back and not bat a last, Asher didn't have the strongest of stomachs when it came to some things. Blood and gore he was fine with, mystery food stuffs with weird consistencies, he couldn't do.

"You're not in Vegas anymore, Toto. Or haven't you noticed?"