Dressed in a long coat with Brotherhood and Council of Elders insignia,
and his chin up body language , he appeared to consider himself a man of status.
After standing near the entrance for a while , waiting in vain for someone to take his coat and serve him ,
he took off his silk gloves in a irritated fashion.
Taking big steps almost as if he was marching he made way to the bar.
He looked around a bit until he spotted doc Holiday and approached him.
He then snapped his fingers at him and pointed upward.
''Barmán, I am looking for a Comisario by the name of Ladron.
He is supposed to meet a Brotherhood Centurion by the name of Martino, as you can see I am here.
Bring me to him , and get me a good cappuccino per favor.''
The Centurion seemed to be uneasy with the place as his chin went up a few centimeters more.