Sandra finally stood up, brushing off her jeans as frustration creased over her features.  "I'm not seeing anything," she said with some irritation in her tone.  "Hopefully we're not on too much of a time limit, but I guess we'll find out one way or the other."<br/><br/>She nodded politely at the mention of going to the bar.  "Sounds like the best bet," she agreed.  "Besides, I wouldn't mind a drink."  She sent a text message, adding, "I'll let Ken know so that he knows where to find us."<br/><br/>It didn't take too long to get back to the car, and once more she was happy to hop into the driver's seat.  "As far as the brewery, yeah, it's an idea I'm playing with for when we don't have some time to waste.  I'd be happy to just split profits with everyone who wants in, including Ken if he does.  We'll find out if he does based on the text I sent him, but it sounds like it could work, at least."<br/><br/>Sandra looked as frustrated as she must have felt; she was used to being able to track just about anything and wasn't sure what she was doing wrong, if anything.  "A guide could be useful, but I'm not sure if having someone with us when it happens would be all that helpful.  Just getting a detailed map which has such information, or knowing where to go in order to get to the places of power would probably be best.  Or maybe someone knows something about an oracle for the area."