[In Person] Nope, no illusionists here. Don't know what you're talking about.

[bestamontillado]

[The Fluffy Duckling has a patron that ... wouldn't be familiar to anyone. Just an unknown, fairly pretty lady with long black hair partly tied back, in a rather nice red dress with necklace and earrings of ruby and gold, paying with a handful of small gemstones for... well, drinks for the night.]

[Yes, Spade got sick of hiding out at his riverside camp, but wandering around too visibly ran the risk of certain people realizing he hadn't stayed dead; what illusions he has aren't strong enough... so he's abused the Tarnhelm's shapeshifting and disguise abilities; he is mimicking someone, but it's a lady from somewhere a bit after World War II, too late for any of his generation to recognize her, and too early for any of Tsuna's group. The jewelry's real, for what it's worth.]

[Well, and since it is a shapeshift, technically the rest of the package of being a chick is real, not that this is that much of a novelty to someone used to body-hopping.]

[Said "unknown" lady is at the bar, and is drinking as if there's an attempt at getting away from things for a while, idly watching the other patrons come and go.]

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[bestamontillado]

[Well, Spade's seen Howl on the network before, and around during the invasion, but this isn't someone he's actually met; he's not sure if Howl's someone overly capable...]

[But right now, to be honest, half of hanging around the bar was various things of the past century catching up, including being reminded that it'd basically been a hundred years since there'd been much in the way of human company that WASN'T directly related to various ruses and manipulations.]

[So yes. There is a very pretty lady at the bar that has noticed and seems certainly amused over "her" drink, with empty areas near her, who is at least looking for company for a while...]

I'm sorry for the kind-of-late OTL

[waterformybath]

[Howl immediately takes a seat, not right next to the woman (he doesn't want to come on too strongly), but near enough to strike up a conversation. He orders a drink and glances over as if merely affecting a passing interest in the patrons nearest him.]

I don't believe I've seen you before, [he remarks truthfully]