Cade did as Piper told him, snatching the medallion back up from the table and shoving it deep inside one of the pockets of his coat. He propped his feet up on one of the other chairs at the table and leaned back in his seat, waiting for one of the wenches to pass by. As luck, or cruel fate, would have it the same wench to service him earlier passed by and gave him a narrow stare. "Ah, welcome back my fair maiden. If you are able, I would like another brandy and a glass of Romulan Ale or Scumble for my friend here. When you have a moment of course," he smiled back at her and the wench did not know how to react to his switch in behavior. "Of course sir," she said and turned away from the table to go and gather the requested drinks.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"The name's Caden Beckett, but acquaintances call me Cade. As for this mission, alls I know about it is that I was supposed to meet someone here on this specific day and at this specific time. Some guy in a hood gave me that medallion over a year ago, so I'm mighty invested if even just to find out what the hell it was all about."</span>Cade smirked back at Piper and nodded his head in acknowledgement of Grimalkin.<br/><br/>After the arrival of their third member, Cade turned in his chair and looked her over quickly.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> "It would appear that the fates are indeed quite kind then my friend, and we haven't been awaiting you long. The two of us just put in another drink order, so you're actually just in time." </span>Cade said winking at Bell as well before leaning back in his chair once again to hear what his two companions could tell him about whatever deed had required him to travel to the Rogue's Gallery on today of all days.