"Blood Mages Not Welcome." That sign worried John a bit, because if there were ways to see someone's style of magic other magical means of security no doubt existed as well. That combined with the four police cars that passed by earlier meant his plan of acquiring extra spending money just got a lot harder if  not downright impossible.

When it was his turn to order he settled for hot chocolate, and a blueberry muffin.  Since he considered food a necessity, even snacks depending on the circumstances he paid with his card rather than with cash. As he sat down with the group he couldn't help but notice that the girl miss Bluehair seemed interested in had some pretty nice legs.
 
Speaking of miss Bluehair she seemed curious about what types of magic everyone had since she brought up the sign. [color=0054a6]"There's no 'blood mage' here, is there?"How 'bout you, Jacket? You've been very shifty there. Not a blood mage, are you?"[/color] [color=8dc73f]"I don't think anyone here is a blood mage. If they went through the trouble of putting a sign up, they probably have some way to sense blood magic."[/color]