"Haven't gone wandering around that side since I was scouting spaces for the bar," Cayde admitted, squinting as though he could make anything out, but everything was mostly a dark, squarish mass opposite a murky courtyard.

He glanced at Tony then, that mischievous grin resurfacing. "Maybe we can peak into the windows from this side," he suggested, pointing out towards the open space flanked by the buildings.