The angel had just flown into the city, already heading towards this location dubbed the, 'Golden Playhouse'. He made his way down he streets dressed in earthly attire to keep him from being seen as an angel, not that it would matter in his town, but it was a requirement to all angels. Humans tended to freak out over the supernatural, though it was understandable it was also rather annoyin to try to calm them down.
Looking for a few minutes he had finally found his location, a rather clean and friendly place it appeared to be. And it should be, seeing as how an angel ran it. He made his way on inside to the bar, which looked rather cozy, nice and was clearly not one of those sin painted bars filled with lust gluttony and greed. Now then, to find Uriel.
Zacchaeus looked through the bar, searching for the owner of the place. Hopefully Uriel, or rather, Arthur as e was called here, would be able to shed some light on this mission. He was indeed known for his light. After a good bit of walking through the place he found the manager Arthur, an went to approach him, "Hey Arthur," Zacchaeus called out as he walked towards the man.