An indoor venue, the bar had a few advantages to it for certain individuals and business deals. The biggest? It used to be a speakeasy and had some rather secure back rooms. Like this one that has foxes carved into the door's frame. It is a private back room fitted with a large mahogany table with matching chairs. The light fixtures are replicas to look like the 1920s. Unlike the bunny room, this on doesn't have a stock of liquors, you had to order out for it.
Circe's chair allows her to watch both the door though what is before her distracts her. In front of her however were bacon loaded potato skins. Because they were good here.
Circe was using her business outfit, allbeit with some extra flecks of red, as she was familiar with this bar for work. Well, she'd been on the clock though that wasn't why she'd the blood stains on the suit. That had involved a moron disrespecting an elder, that the Summer Queen corrected. Recalling it makes her giggle. Shame the moron hadn't done a flip.
Well, if regulars assumed she was in a bad mood due to the blood, more useful! She'd texted both Seraphina and Vincent the address and room number.