The restrooms. Unisex too. Good for making a quick magical exit or being a pervert. Relieving of oneself is also permitted, but remember to wash your hands.

::Justin heads into the stall, does his business, then heads over to the sink to wash his hands. After finishing, he looks down at the faucet, noticing how uniquely beautiful and clean it is. He touches it, admiring the craftsmenship::

::Justin looks up from the faucet, shaking his head::

(You know, sometimes you're a freak... and now you're talking to yourself in your head. Freak.)

::After staring at his reflection in the mirror for a moment, he walks out and heads for the exit::

[Suddenly Justin receives a hit like a hammer to the head as his first ever premonition takes place. The force of it is so strong, it throws him to the ground in pain, as his world turns black and white and a vision reveals itself to him.]

A woman, dark-haired and pretty - Piper although Justin does not know her name - is in P3 alone. Two warlocks blink in, throw a potion at her, which flashes a light and knock her unconscious. The creatures then grab her and blink out with her.

[Justin's premonition is over.]

::Justin grasps his head as the pain subsides::

"Uuuuugh... this day just gets better every second."

::He opens his eyes and sits up, wincing as the last bit of pain fades away. He then stands up and grabs the door handle, pulling himself to his feet::

"Okay, damsel in distress in the bar... the now empty bar. Wasn't she behind the bar? Crap."

::Justin runs out of the bathroom, through the side door to P3::

::Hawke walks into the bathroom. He turns on the tap full force and proceeds to gargle like a maniac. He hated losing the taste of blood inside his mouth, but appearances had to be kept. Finally, the demon turns off the taps, checks himself in the mirror, and walks back out to the tables to rejoin Dylan.::

::Brent blinks in, quickly going out into foyer.::

::Brent walks in checking for anyone, and quickly blinks to the source's lair.::