The House of Heron

[Corwin]

Raven snorts at Liron's words, before shrugging. "Maybe," he tells the other man. "Gimme a sec."

With those words, he moves over to the bar, signaling the bartender.

[Carthrat]

Dressed remarkably well compared to the denizens of the bar, the 'tender wears a clean shirt and black vest, along with a tie(!). Quite the counterpart to his surroundings, and he glances at Raven. "What can I get you, buddy?" he asks, a smile on his face.

[Corwin]

"Beer," Raven responds, naming a local brand.

[Carthrat]

Beer is produced, and Raven's money taken. The bartender looks set to vanish somewhere else to serve another customer..

[Corwin]

"Heard this place held some of those," Raven says, taking a swig from his beer, "punk music bands perform." He takes a sit at the bar, placing the beverage on the countertop. "Got them booked for tonight?"

[Carthrat]

"Perform? Uh-uh. Showed up and asked for some of that music? Yep."

The bartender doesn't seem too interested, just harried.

[Corwin]

"I see," Raven mutters to himself, nodding at the bartender's words. "If I looked for a place that plays that kinda music, where would I go?"

[Carthrat]

"Somewhere that ain't Roosevelt," replies the bartender. "Good folks here, y'see.

Now, those punks, y'ask them. They reckoned some place, like, "Devil's Next" or some stupid shit was the place to be."

He snorts. "Young people these days. Idiots all."

[Corwin]

"We are, sometimes," Raven agrees with a snort, and hands over a bill. "Another beer for my friend, please?"

[Carthrat]

The bartender pours another peer, glancing at Liron with some trepidation.

[Corwin]

"Cheers," Raven tells the bartender, saluting with his beer, before making his way to Liron and handing him one. "Seems like we need to look for 'Devil's Next' or a similar-sounding club to find the ankh-wearing punks," he tells him quietly, taking a sip of his beer.

[Brian]

Liron nods agreement and brings his drink to his lips, but doesn't actually even taste it.  "It's a place to look, and sounds like them," he agrees.  After a moment he tries to flag down the bartender himself, and asks to borrow the phone book, if one is around.  Then he looks up the address if it's there.

[Carthrat]

"Devil's Next" isn't under the clubs section, but a place called 'Devil's Nest' is present, somewhere in the Austin city centre.

[Brian]

Liron makes a swigging motion with his beer, careful not to imbibe (best not to get drunk too early, as Liron is a very cheap drunk), then elbows Raven gently and indicates the listing.  "You think?" he asks very quietly, before scavenging some peanuts from the tray on the bar.

[Corwin]

"Best clue we've gotten in a while," Raven mutters back just as quietly. "Let's go?"