Micah had never been big on Halloween, so the idea of dressing up without even having that excuse wasn't really his cup of tea. Rather than go all out, he put on one of his black suits and ties and grabbed his Ray Bans, shoving them into his pocket. If anyone asked, he'd put 'em on and say he was one of the Men in Black. As little effort as possible was good, especially since he'd not really bothered to spend much time out of his room other than to grab a bite to eat when he was hungry.
He'd heard good things, though, about Cult of Dionysus and decided to head that way, making his way into the piano bar and taking a seat a few stools away from a man and a woman who were already in conversation. Not wanting to interrupt them, Micah gave a smile and a nod of acknowledgment before ordering himself a rum and coke. The music was pleasant and if they wanted to include him in conversation, he'd be more than happy to socialize. All he really wanted, though, more than anything else, was to relax outside his room, for a change.