The Augurey Beak Cafe was loud and dingy, and the drinks were cheap. Art wasn't there very often, but he rarely regretted it when he did go. There was always something happening in the bar that made him feel less like he was being observed than he did when he was in Hogsmeade.

Tonight, it was the almost-fight between the two men — who may end up provoking the irritated bar-woman before they hit each other. Art took advantage of having her by his end of the bar to order a whiskey before violence broke out before he slid onto the barstool next to another man. Things were looking even closer to blows when the other man seemed to notice him.

Art smiled crookedly. "Unless the bartender beats them to it," Art said. "I don't think she misses."