10 a.m. seemed like an appropriate time, so that is when Dark Eyes entered the museum Ahriman had told her about, eyeing the lobby decorations to provide greater discretion with which to eye the people present, scouting out obvious signs of the mystical in order to locate potential agents of the Mysterium. Hopefully she wouldn't have to loiter too long, but at least it was a nice establishment and not some dive she found herself in. Her namesake features took in the whole of her environment, aided by her talents in gramarye, not wasting the opportunity to enjoy the world treasures herein as well; It wouldn't do to become wholly consumed with business in a fine establishment such as this.
She deposited her now empty mocha cup, having drained the last drops that would come easily, in the appropriate receptacle by the door before proceeding deeper into the building, prepared to dance whatever dance it was that the staff expected of typical visitors.
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