Mr.Balinsky had noticed the severe shifts in energies from the young man and started to worry that this would be a problem. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it) Mr.Balinsky was bit on the spineless side. Seeing how the dogs were not hurting anyone and his customer stayed and ordered a drink anyway, nothing could go wrong, right? Mr.Balinsky noted how one little difference broke the routine of three out of four of his visitors. Looking over at the man in the brown coat, he began to wonder what job or life he leads that makes him so adamant, quiet, and static about the events going on around him. 
His train of thought was broken by the entrance of the last guest, who was especially enthusiastic and talkative today. "Wow. Everybody is here and I'm just holding up the party, eh? Lets see what we have here." 
The kid scoped around the area with a hand placed under his chin like an art critic. "Nice, nice. We've got the balcony for the Canine Crew and the game system for the bros. Comfy looking chairs. I think this qualifies for a V.I.P lounge." 
Mr. Balinsky smiled. " I am glad you enjoy it. I hope everyone else does to. Please, order whatever you want today. You've more than paid your share through your extraordinary commitment."
The girl seemed to have a slight smile on her face in light of the events transpiring. She headed outside to the balcony with her pack so they could stretch her legs, though the saluki remained close to her side. The red head eased his way over to the other collage student with a smile. "So, you up for some pvp or co-opp? You've got to have at least one game in that bag of yours."