[The rest of the walk is pleasant and uneventful.

When they reach the bar, Iona opens the door, cheerfully calling out to everyone.]

Where the hell can a girl get a beer around here?

[A small and mixed group of young men and women cheer at her presence and raise their glasses and/or bottles to her. They're a motley group (that's artists for you) and the bar is cozy even with its trendy interior. Iona gestures towards her new companion she brought in for the evening.]

I made a new friend guys! This is Michael! He captures souls with cameras, so be nice to him okay?