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Alan stepped into the bar from the street outside. All that walking had made him thirsty. He had looked in the windows around town, trying to find a place to get something to drink, this was the first one with people in it.

"Hello? Do you serve drinks in here?" He asked.

"Pale's given me some trouble in the past. Her and her two friends and I go way back," she rolled her eyes, the looked behinf her "Oh, looks like you have a customer, no one I've ever seen before."

Morgan finished up just about everything on her plate, then agreed that she would really love some water now.

"I suppose you might have." Said Alan, not really remembering who it was he had tripped over. "I did find my way here allright, though I havent really met anyone yet. I suppose I'll have some of that." He said, pointing at a greenish bottle with some red liquid in it. He had no idea what wine was, or really anything for that matter. All they had had on the mountain was water and sometimes milk.

"What's your name?" she got up from where she was sitting and went to stand next to Rivven and the newcomer "It's not often that I meet someone that has absolutly no reputation to proceed them. It's very hard to be mysterious in such a small and tight knit clan."
Edit: "Sure, I can show you around the place. As much as can be done in such a short time."

"I suppose I'll go have a look around. I wont be hard to find if you need me. At least, I dont think I will." He left the bar without paying a cent. He had never heard of money before. There was no need of it up in the mountain cave between him and the magnus. He wandered the streets for a bit, then went into a store that looked rather bright and cheery.

There is no waitress, but Rivven stands behind the counter of the bar, or rather is just getting to his feet and buttoning his coat on, when he sees the young woman enter the bar. Perhaps it was time he started finding time to excersize somewhere inbetween his work hours at the bar and his time with Morgan, rather than doing all his sit ups and other excersizes during the usually empty day time hours. Not that night was getting a ton of bussiness either, but it got more. Buttoning the white coat's high collar all the way up and slipping his sandals on, he ran a hand absently through his white hair to straighten it as he walked up behind her, taking a seat near the stage. "May I help you with something?" he asked, looking her over quickly. No crimson, no golden phoenix crest, he was safe. Not that someone from the Sapientes Gladio would wear that for certain, but if they were going to present themselves to him openly like this, rather than pulling some trick, they certainly would. He glanced around the rest of the bar as well, and finding it empty, waited camly for her order.

Rivven watched her go uncertainly, wondering if perhaps her discomfort had been his fault. He had used to blush and stammer like that a lot when talking to people, hadn't he? He wondered if that had made them feel embarassed and guilty as well, like he sort of was now. With a sigh, he sat, and looked around. No one was here. He should stay, but he was done excersizing, no one was coming but the one girl leaving the doors, and... he stood up and stretched. He would go pay the school a visit, see if Morgan was in there. If not, he'd simply sneak past that dragon and have another look about the place. They'd forgotten last time he was there to get the dragon to let him in.