The cunning bearded baddy

The cunning bearded baddy had finally reached la puorta del sol, a notoriously infamous tapas bar situated in the west of Paris, not too far from the defensive outreach of the city. At the bar, he ordered a chili con carne, for he had travelled a long way to lay his evil plots and he was hungry. It looked as the place wouldn't be too much of a problem, though you never knew in those shark infested waters, better to keep an eye open. He sat down with his glass of surprisingly good wine in the main dining room of the dingy hole, which also surprisingly boasted of some rather excellent modern art on its walls, and a suspicious looking library. Was this really la puorta del sol his cousin Juan had recommended? 'You had better watch yourself', he thought to himself as he nervously took another glance at the other customers in the room...