Hard to tell. It was already full dark when she arrived.

And she's never made much of a study of astronomical horology.

Well. In that case, she may as well head back to the seedier area of town and look for a bar that may contain demons. Perhaps it will be open if she manages to find one.

There are a couple bars open, but they do not say 'attention, demons! demon bar!' and are named unassuming names like Sunnydale Brewery and Willy's.

If there were any places that were obviously signposted, Ellie expects her summoner would already have wallpapered the place in crosses.

She'll try Willy's first, on the theory that secret demons are more likely to congregate at a place less public than the local brewery.

It's not wallpapered in crosses. The lights are on but the door is locked.

Perhaps the hour is later than she thinks. Is there a response if she knocks?

"Maximum occupancy," calls a voice from beyond the door.

"I just need to use your restroom."

"Customers only!"

How rude. It is probably not a good idea to break the door off the frame just because she's annoyed.

"Ugh, fine." She walks away from the door and checks for an alleyway that goes behind the bar.

There's one. Trash bins, miscellaneous alley debris, cat.

...Back door to the bar?

Also locked.

Can she snap the bolt?

If she tries hard and believes in herself and hasn't stopped being a fairy recently, sure!

Excellent. So she breaks the bolt in half at the gap between the door and the frame, then tries opening the door again.

The knob won't turn; must be locked separately.

What! A thing is not moving, when she, a fairy, requires it to move! This is an unconscionable state of affairs. The knob will turn whether it wants to or not.

It makes a fairly awful noise but then it goes.

She is greeted by a guy holding a fire extinguisher threateningly at her. "Hey! Clear out!"

"Aaah! Sorry, I, uh, I think... I'm lost?"

"You broke my fuckin' lock, if you're lost go look at the map at the bus stop! Shoo!"

"Everyone in this town is so hostile, first that lady tries to rip out my neck with her teeth now I'm being threatened by a fire extinguisher..." she mutters.

"You don't want hostile you don't break people's locks! Out!"

"I'm going, I'm going. Whatever."

She takes off into the air and floats down the alleyway at a sedate pace.

He stares a little, but then grumbles to himself and shuts the door.