Pausing just inside the door, Claire looked around the bar floor of the Lux with a trace of reservedness before seeming to relax. She'd been in the Lux once, with Peter, for lunch, so she knew the general set up of the building, but that wasn't the reason for her momentary demeanor. She'd certainly believed Sam that the former owners, which included Lucifer himself, were gone, but there was a small part of her that still had to shake off the association. Granted, she had far less reasons for not wanting to be near the Devil himself, but there had been some there just the same.
But now it wasn't the case, as he was gone, her friends owned the place and tonight they were serving free drinks, which Claire could only imagine was still making Mirta very cranky. Mandalorians didn't do anything for free, save, as she'd come to learn, important personal favors, so she imagined Mirta was liking calculating just how much money they were losing tonight.
But she wasn't really here for the free drinks, she was here to see Sam and Mirta. Checking her watch a little impatiently, but knowing it would be awhile before Dean finished up the hunt he was working with John, she continued to search until she spotted Sam and then made her way across the bar to see him.
"So, does the owner get to take a half hour off to hang out with a friend?" she asked with a grin.