Elliot took his time strolling down the street. Looking for all the world like a normal citizen on a casual afternoon stroll. He waved greetings to the locals that knew him by face, winking at the lovely young woman and old ladies alike. He didn't want to arrive at the bar to fast as the fox would realize how close he lived, even so, it was only about five minutes at the casual stroll pace he was taking before he arrived.

"Hello foxxy lady, I see you got my message to leave me out a drink. You must be in a good mood." He slid onto the bar stool and picked up the glass in one fluid motion. With a small whiff, he grinned, "Though not that good a mood it would seem." His umbrella hung from his belt on a special hook loop he'd made to give it easy access, but stay attached. Much easier than those stupid carabiner clips. His phone still in his hand he brought it up and acted as if he was reading an email or text message so his voice would be indifferent.

"Call me down to brag over your latest score?"