[@Zorogami][@ViolentViolet]
As Clay stands behind the bar ready to serve the wise man in front of him, his eyes catch a young woman sitting alone off to the side.
[i]Yup... yup... sure.[/i] he says vacantly in empty reply as the mans words fell on deaf ears.
Clay fills up his glass with liquor once again and slides it across the table to the talking red head.
[i]"On the house"[/i] he says briskly as he slides over the bar, whisky bottle still in hand, and after a short walk takes a seat opposite the dark haired woman he was eyeing off.
He gives no introduction or words, simply gets comfortable and grants her a daring grin as he swigs the whiskey from its bottle.