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Who: Maison & Soren (with probable appearance by Henn, since she works there too)
What: Hangin' out. Sorta.
Where: Snake Pit bar, New Orleans
When: Monday eveningish
Why: Just 'cos
Warnings: not likely, but if any come up I'll update.

Maison had said he'd come by, and it was easy enough to find the place, mostly thanks to the neon sign, since the door was nigh on invisible, sandwiched between two storefronts. His brows arched at the expanse of the place once he was downstairs, grin spreading after a moment, glad that it was slow enough that he could make a circuit of the tanks before padding over to the bar and swinging himself up into a seat.

"Be right with you." Henn said over the noise of the blender, smiling up at him.