Raven froze at the door, his hand resting on the doorknob. For pleasure... He grinned and turned his head to study the red haired man with the strange, but exciting powers. Perhaps they could be allies, more than a hitman working for a mob boss. He wondered if the Sandman would appreciate a constant flow of cash, rather than waiting for people to contact him for hits.

"What are you doing tonight?" he asked, turning his whole body around and leaning against the door. "I'm about to go out to have some fun... Maybe you'd like to join me?" Hopefully the Sandman would know what he meant by fun. It wasn't gambling, drinking, going to clubs to dance or clubs to watch women... Mayhem, violence... That was fun.