At The Bar
Apollyon made his way to the bar. gulping the wine in his glass in the time it took to travel there
"Scotch on the rocks please.And another wine, oh and some brandy also" Apollyon Stated. The Barkeep flashed an incredulous glare at him and he widened his eyes at him to show he was serious about what he had just stated. The barkeep immediately worked on his order and completed it within moments.
"Thanks, "Apollyon stated and Placed a $50 Bill on the bar "Keep them coming when you see any of my glasses empty"
Apollyon had the desire of meeting some of his fellow clan members tonight , and perhaps some others. He wasn't terribly familiar with his new surrounding and decided it would be in his best interests to have some connections here,whether social, clan or otherwise.However He was a gentleman regardless of what some thought of him. he would not ham-fist his way into conversing with anyone. He decided his best opportunity would be staying close to the bar.
'I shouldn't be so happy to see him,' a little voice said in the back of her head. 'He's just friends with Grandmere, he thinks of me as a kid.. Nothing to be so worked up about.' Moving once more, she glanced back towards him for a second. 'Then why does that bare chest there make my knees weak? Amby Amby... you're in trouble!'
((OOC feel free to move her to the table with you and/or start up a new thread and move her there ))