Blake makes a slight detour to the hummer on the way back, fetching his bag out of the back before going on into the hotel. He moved through the bar, letting the conversations wash over him as he headed for the others.<br/><br/><em>Miners Foley?</em>he thought,<em>Odd name.</em>His eyes narrowed slightly, a considering look passing briefly across his face.<em>Miners Folly maybe, corrupted over the years to Foley. Hmm. Possible. Still an odd name.</em>He gave a mental shrug, and joined the others, setting his bag down at his feet. Those with very sharp hearing might just have detected a metallic clink as it settled to the floor.<br/><br/>"Rooms sorted?" he asked, sliding into the next free seat before turning to the bar. "What's still on the menu?" he asked.