Bellatrix had decided to take her leave and head out towards the nearest social place she knew. There were a few pubs located outside of the Forrest's and houses that surrounded the Malfoy manor. She picked one and headed directly for it. Once she knew she was in the clear and able to enter the building without making sure she wasn't followed she headed in. Pulling her hood down she peeled off the thick black cloak she had worn to hide the majority of her identity, hung it by the door and walked over to the bar. The barman had watched her come in through a half busy crowd and put a glass In front of her. She was a regular here. Everyone here was so self obsessed that they wouldn't bat an eyelid that she was there. She also knew the barman well and knew if anyone came to look for her, he would rather die then give away the information.