It was a simple coincidence that brought Eddie to the cabaret that night. He had met Dahlia there before, and enjoyed her company, and was actually looking to meet her sister. His plans for the evening changed, however, when he walked in and caught a whiff of him.

He had been able to smell him on his brother before, on Ariadne after that, and he'd lingered near his place long enough to know exactly what Richard smelled like without ever having to see that cursed face. Eddie kept walking, not wanting to draw attention to himself just yet, and tucked himself into a small table near the back where he could watch the crowd. And find him.