Given that his sleeping patterns were now off, Howl had found that he could fall back to old habits -- such as wandering around at night to check out the variety of establishments that surrounded the Haja o Que Houver.

The wizard had wandered down south and had come across The Cheap Prayer. Admittedly it was the artwork drawn onto the walls that had caught his attention first, but after finally settling down inside the establishment itself, he had to admit that the music had it's points. As did the food.

Leaning back against the seat, Howl smiled and kept his eyes on the woman singing upfront. She was beautiful as well as talented with her voice. Twirling a coin in his hand he thoughtfully considered approaching her...

...after the performance.

Maybe.