The Russian mafia

"So... where can I find this Vladimir guy?" you ask.

"He's... I don't know where he is during the day, but most nights, he's at the nightclub he owns. It's where he conducts his business..." Daria answers. Abby looks on disapprovingly.

"Cool. I'll wait until tonight to go find him then. Don't worry, I'll get it settled. Abby, why don't you help Daria settle in and introduce her to the girls?"

Abby looks hesitant and you can sense she wants to say something. You motion for her to speak freely. "I think this is a bad idea. Nigel- Nigel wouldn't, I mean, John, this is the Russian mob we're talking about. Maybe I can make some calls, maybe call a security company and get you a couple of bodyguards..."

You smile and shake your head. "No, that won't be necessary. Don't worry, I can handle myself. Go ahead, show Daria around and get her situated. I'm going to chill and maybe watch some tv to kill the time."

Abby still looks genuinely worried and you're touched by her concern. You consider telling her about your magic rings, but now is not the time, so you ask Daria for the name of the nightclub before you send the girls away, going back to your room to hang out and wait for the night to come.