There! Lyra's eyes widened when the person, or more specifically, Demon, she was looking for walked in. Ugh, she was disgustingly nervous, heart racing, palms sweating. In a place like this, she hadn't the need to feel out of place, if anything happened, there were plenty of Angels around that could easily cover for her. She let out a shuddered breath, it was now or never, and she was desperate. Picking up the untouched keg as well as her own untouched one, she walked over, making sure to avoid bumping into anyone else. 

"Excuse me." she said curtly, catching the leg of the chair opposite him and pulling it back so she could sit, "But I heard it through the grape vine that you... Know some people." She set the full mug down in front of him and leaned back in her chair. "Sorry to catch you in more of a... Relaxed place. But I'm willing to pay, you know. Maybe we could talk business?" Lyra looked up from the pale drink she was sipping at, hoping she hadn't made a fool of herself. Business between Angels and Demons were hard enough as it was, and she was pushing it by saying something in such a public setting. Shit... She was getting nervous again.