Blake/Hitomi/Beatrice<br/><br/>Mike's Den is much as might be expected, a small bar, a few blocks off the strip, mostly unassuming, and wedged between two larger buildings. In fact, if you didn't know it was there, you'd probably never notice it... in fact, you might not notice it, anyway, given the slight veil over it to dissuade people not aware of it.<br/><br/>The late-night crowd is there, but far from rowdy and excited. The room is very randomly arranged, with columns and tables scattered throughout the room, requiring anyone to weave through it, the bar along the left side of the room. Off to one side of the room, the stunningly beautiful vampire sits near another patron, the large bartender's heavy hand on her shoulder, speaking in deep, rumbling words to her. "Miss, this is neutral ground. Do your hunting elsewhere."