While casing the first target for a few hours, Vassarious watches the behavior of the patrons and employees and tries to identify the players and who to avoid. They consider the best locations to plant the devices and the best route to take and cover activities to pursue...
They observe an unobtrusive woman, bussing dishes and straightening up the establishment. She's barely noticed as she moves among the tables. She asks her tables one by one if they need anything before she heads into the back and, past the restrooms and then by the kitchen door. A ritual Vassarious has seen twice before. Vassarious watches her as she pulls out a pack of cigarettes as the door closes, hiding her from view.
'Four minutes then..' Vassarious thinks as they move to the restroom as their features start to soften. Moments later, Vassarious exits the lady's room in the waitress' image. They re-enter the dining room and grab a few napkins and place settings to set up the recently vacated tables,
'Three minutes' they think, as they look out to the curtains and take a moment to adjust them to better effect.
'Two minutes' their internal monolog states as they step behind the bar and give it a quick wipe down, and turning to reach up and shift a few bottles into a more aesthetically pleasing arrangement.
"One minute." Vassarious says sweetly as a customer makes a motion with their hand looking for their check, and they come out from behind the bar to the hall, disappearing into the lady's room. Just as the waitress comes in and passes the kitchen, Vassarious exits the bathroom as a silver-haired elder who, before strolling out the back door, turns to the waitress and says...
"Oh sweetie, I think table 2 is ready for their check."