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Alex is calm sitting by the door which means her mind is wandering through the thoughts of the patrons in the tavern. Listening in she notices a familiar warmth surge in her head from the back of the expansive room. Looking over towards the back she sees, sitting at a table, a man in a well-tailored suit and a woman she has never seen before getting acquainted with each other. 'She must be new,' she thinks to herself. As for the other, the only man Alex knew to dress that way was Dorian. Giving a slight nod in his direction, acknowledging him, she turns back to her spiked coffee and gives her attention to the bar and deciphering the mass of thoughts in the room.