The bartender nodded towards a corner where a jukebox sat with half its lights out. Gawain's drink order was put in front of him and the overpriced cost was grunted out.

The girl Wendy had followed into the bathroom came out a few minutes later going back towards her table. Gawain for some reason caught her attention and she glanced at him, showing off a recent cut over her cheekbone. She frowned, ducked her head and kept going at a more swift pace.