With the bartender busy with other customers, Cyborc tries to walk casually over to the door of the hooded character as inconspicuously as an angry rhinoceros, his clombering footsteps heard by everyone and his wide green frame unmistakable. Not having any lock-picking tools, he shakes the lock and curses at it. After enough banging, Cyborc gives up and returns to the bar. The ones who saw him are speechless to see such a confounding attempt at subtlety that they remain silent and slowly inch away as he passes by.
