Dean had been leaning that way too. The Cauldron saw too much familiar foot traffic for him to be truly comfortable, even if he went there during daylight just fine. Grinning he started off toward the direction they needed to go. After exiting the alley they'd found themselves in, Dean  Then it was just a few quick turns and they'd be there. It was a little basement establishment that Dean wasn't quite sure was actually legal, but he'd never had any problems there.

The warm spring air was as refreshing as late night London could be. Dean was looking forward to the summer weather, even if he'd much rather be on the seaside somewhere instead for it. "I make no promises, it's a little dingy." Dean warned as they neared the entrance after only a few minute's walk. "Down the stairs," he motioned for Pettigrew to go down the spiral staircase first.