05-12-2010, 11:07 PM
Stille stands outside the bar, staring up at it. He glances down at the paper that he's holding and nods, seeing he's at the right address. He walks in slowly, glancing around. He fidgets a bit, looking at the few people in the room. He just walked in and he already had two issues, one; finding someone that knew sign language and, two; finding the owner/ manager. He looks around more, trying to find someone who fits that criteria.
He sighs, looking unsure. He doesn't really see anyone that fits that, but he doesn't really wanna wander, due to not wanting to get yelled at. So, he just stays by the doors, his white eyes taking everything in.
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