Benevenuta, loosening her coat as she makes her way in, has had a glance inside the slim silver briefcase she's carrying and certainly has her suspicions about to whom in their cohort it might belong...but there's more in heaven and earth, after all, and certainly more in Baedal. No need to assume straight out of the gate that what she's carrying (and what she's mildly troubled by, frankly, although she can't tell precisely what it is and has a limited pool of options to draw from in having it quietly tested) belongs to a particular mad scientist just because they're already acquainted.

So. Drink in one hand, mad science in the other--

Arguably that sounds like the beginning of an interesting night.