Light got a rush from helping to decipher the message, even if his contribution was relatively minor. He was then surprised when he recognised the name that appeared.

“Oh, I know Wervel House! It's an old Chek-brek joint. Serves at all hours, literally never closes. This must be some kind of clever marketing trick to get new customers. Well played, well played…” He moved to continue what he was doing before. He wasn’t hungry at that moment, and Bakaran Parkside was over an hour away. They’d have to do a little more to get him through the door.