Beatrice spoke something of teamwork. Teamwork, yes that was important. Probably it was a good idea. The four mages were not the most welcoming bunch, and he could detect a whiff of racism from some of them. That would make this investigation... interesting to say the least. Then the eldest brought up pay. Specifically from him. At this moment, the bartender who had been keenly listening into the conversation stepped up

"The werewolf here is not the one with the reward, I however, am." The aged vampire hoped his reputation preceded him and would garner attention of the wizards and witch before him. "The 'dog' here" He did visible airquotes around the common racial slur "Has been working for me for some time here. And everything he is telling you is directly from me." He patted Cyrus on the back and leaned into to whisper into his ear. "[i]An employee of mine shall sort things out at your place for you. He shall also acquire your possessions and bring them here.[/i]" He stood back and addressed the group "Now, my aspiring hunters, I can prepare a private, soundproof room for you to discuss, should you so wish." He smiled an appealing smile that showed off his fangs.

Cyrus was taken aback, usually Michael did not get involved in hunts. He knew that the bartender had put up the bill in the first place and it's solution was very important to him. But he usually left the vigilante movement alone.