[quote=@Sombrero]

"There's champagne in all the mini-fridges for guests over 21. There's also a restaurant/bar in the Northern wing." The Clerk says, "Or the North-western wing, or..." She rubbed her forehead, "I'm not great with directions at this angle. It's the wing to the right when you come in from the front door."
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"Don't fret, dear. I understand where you mean. Thank you." Lilith said as she inclined her head to the hostess. She turned and made her way to the bar, her heels clicking loudly on the highly polished floor. It was always a particularly satisfying sound to her, something that now brought her comfort. As she strolled towards the bar, she began to further inspect the hotel. She took in her surroundings, carefully. After all, it was her job to take in things. In other words, Lilith was paid to gather information. Her official title was a "Private Investigator" but she much more preferred 'information proficient'. 

Lilith was in the restaurant/bar in no time, nodding to the man who held the door open for her. She strolled confidently towards the bar and slid smoothly into one of the high bar stools. She gracefully crossed her ankles and adjusted herself until she was comfortable. "What can we get for the lady today?" The bartender asked as he leaned on the bar towards her. "A whiskey please. Preferably something that was barrel proof, if you have it. On the rocks, as well, please." She said, noting the look of surprise on the man's face. Quirking an eye brow at him, she waited until he nodded his head and left to fetch her drink. She smirked slightly and rested her glasses on the bar. When the bartender returned with her drink, she nodded to him and took a sip from the dark whiskey. She let out an appreciative sigh and took another drink. She swiveled her bar stool around and continued to sip from her drink as she took in the patrons of the bar and restaurant.