The queue moved them up, and Essery had to step away from where she'd settled leaning in against his chest to step up with it, and before he could be worried about muggle monies she'd paid the cover and was pulling him toward the door. Inside, the band hadn't started yet, and the pub was dark and packed - but there were tables free, and somehow she manged to take his hand and move him to one of those, relatively close to the stage. "This alright?" She asked, above the chatter.