Allen had gotten into his car after everyone had split up at the park to head over to Mister Saturday's.  He was aware of the place...though by reputation only.  Once he had arrived there, he debated whether or not to take his sword inside.  It wasn't a gigantic greatsword, and it would be simple enough to do, he'd done it a few times before.  So, the question was, yes or no?<br/><br/>Eventually, because tonight had been downright strange, he went with yes.  He took the long umbrella out of the backseat where he usually kept it to hide the sword.  Putting everything but the slim handle inside the cover of the umbrella, he tucked it under his arm and carried it in.  No one paid attention to a man carrying an umbrella, not with the past and forecasted weather.  Plus, New Orleans was a pretty wet city by nature.<br/><br/>He seated himself at the table, and listened to the conversation.