“And hello to you as well.” Nicodemus smiled at him, though as usual, it didn’t meet his eyes. “Long time no see.”
Though he understood the reasons behind it, Nicodemus observed the layout of the pub with a certain amount of disdain. He never enjoyed being seen in places like that, and if he had any say in it, he would have met his potential business partner nearly anywhere else. Sadly, he had little say in the matter.
A table would be the best place to speak to the man, but Nicodemus had plenty of time before the meeting, so he opted for a seat at the bar instead. He looked Mac up and down. “It’s been ages since I last set foot in here, yet here you are, carrying on the same as always. It’s a wonder you don’t get tired of babysitting this crowd.”
Mac could sense him before he even crossed the threshold. Outwardly, his appearance didn’t change. His mind however began to work. Calculate. Exits. Defensive strategies. Mac knew there was to be a meeting but Nico was much too early. He noticed a few regulars scatter as soon as the being took a seat at the bar. Damn. There goes those checks. At least until they came back.
“-Mmph,” was Mac’s reply as he gestured to the neutral territory sign before glancing expectantly at him, awaiting whatever it was he’d be ordering.
