"Well, that was rather quick, seems the price tag caught some eyes." Michael idly scrubbed the bar in front of his companion, there wasn't anything there, it just was part of the 'serious bartender' vibe he tried to keep. People rarely went to the bar, and despite owning the entire establishment, the millenia old vampire had been serving drinks in one form or another since at least 1500's, BC of course. Cyrus had quite the taste for rum though, so they had gotten to know each other quite well. "There is a nexus of magical energy over there, I hope you aren't intimidated."

If Cyrus had been in wolf form his ears would have twitched back from irritation, "hardly" he growled. If anything, the magic users could be a liability, If they were caught by surprise, then they would have little to no defensive measures at all. Of course they might be able to do some magic tricks to help with the investigation. It looked like he would be the only Werewolf of the group, which was fine by him. Most other Werewolves are hotheads with no self control. He dropped some coins on the bar and got up to go introduce himself.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, as you can see we've got quite the case on our hands, so much we had to offer several spots. This bill doesn't have the full story on it, but that's because we don't have the full story. I'm Cyrus, I do a lot of work for the person who posted the bill." He hastily scrawled his name on it as well, "All we have to go on is a group is suspected of murdering several important individuals, including Supernaturals. Any questions?"