Soon a parade of people started to pass through the street. There was loud music playing, and people in costume dancing all around. The imps began to push Ayrie around disguised as absent minded festival goers. While another rushed up to her. They were wearing a suit, and sunglasses. “This way mam the l... mayor wishes to see you,” the disguised imp said quickly. His voice almost being drowned out by the loud celebratory sounds. 
The imp guided her inside the restaurant pushing her in before vanishing into the shadows. 

The woman at the front desk smiled at Ayrie, “Welcome miss. Someone is waiting for you in the back VIP room. I believe with the crowd as rowdy as it is right now. You should take him up on the offer, and enjoy a meal with him. Our food is very good even the lord loves our cooking.”