Darian looked grimly at the man in the booth in front on him as the food hit the table that separated them, his mask covered his mouth and he risked killing the man by lifting it, or at least grossing the man out more than he had when the rat ate the food on the plate, had he been alone this would have been a great meal. Still the lanky greenish black haired man in front of him leaned in and whispered about the guild he wanted darian to join, something about taking out fairy tail, needless to say darian was not in the impressed, he wasn't going to kill anyone for someone else's problems. The man tried to slip him a few bills under the table only after darian did not respond and he responded by leave, not without leaving a tip of course and a 'thanks' in his deep voice. The sun hit him hard as he walked outside, the beach wasn't his idea of fun, he preferred the training he had undergone as entertainment.