[Street]

An overly-decorated blue and silver aircar darts into view overhead, tilts strongly and circles once, slowing, and then drops straight down to land near the entrance to the Black Dragon. When the doors swing open and up like wings, Feng Bo emerges and stands next to the car, scanning the shadowed street.

The car looks rather out of place in this setting. It's a recent Skyside model with rental agency bumper stickers promising nothing good to thieves and carjackers, not that those promises carry much weight in this neighborhood. Bo looks it over thoughtfully, makes the ignition keycard disappear into his long red-grey coat, and turns away from the flyer with a small shrug.