Merriman is at the bar, reading (for the sixth time in as many minutes) a
note that was left for him some time ago.
No tea or other beverage, not at the moment. Between the contents of the note and a few
other matters that have been
weighing on his mind, he is somewhat preoccupied this evening.
[OOC: Not wholly plot-locked, but please to ping Gramarye1971 before tagging?]