Ah but Kairos was not with him today... Or maybe he was, it was hard to tell with the God of opportune moment. Could well be it was him that had made Grigori notice the two men in the street just before walking right by them. Guild men. Big brutish Harrod and Blade with his crooked teeth and nimble fingers. Oh he had no trouble with the guild, no, all paid up. Officially, he didn't even have a quarrel with these men, the guild had ruled on their dispute and the ruling had been in his favor so that was over and done. Still, he'd rather not run into them. Certainly not outnumbered two to one.<br/><br/>So he'd ducked into and alley and when he came out of course the pretty Bard had disappeared from sight.<br/><br/>Now here he was, walking into the Den and doing his best merry little Hobbit impression which included a friendly expression, walking up straight and not looking around him as much as he'd like - because checking every person and corner in a room looked suspicious as anything. He ordered a half-pint and took a seat where he had a wall at his back and a good view of the place. It was conveniently close to the table of the three that'd joined the Bards quest too. He took care not to give them more than a cursory glace. Instead he took a swig of his beer, then just sat and stared ahead, all the while keeping his ears wide open.<br/><br/>His eyes did go to the door every now and then, Rain was supposed to come back here wasn't she?