Sazerac - closed starter
He had started to make it a bit of a habit once he had established a deal with the leader of the Nest- Come in about 18 minutes after midnight on wednesdays, order a few drinks for assorted patrons, and attempt to unwind a bit while tucked away in a corner of the bar and chat with those that sought him out for conversation or other means. Not too many people seemed to know who Darius was, and that was often something that worked in his favor- the exception of course being the staff who all at least knew that he was a... Business partner of sorts to their boss.
He was quite the fan of gossip- even more so if people were talking about other operations, including his own. Tonight though, tonight was definitely just a night for lounging and listening- maybe get to know a few of the staff a bit more.
Puling a chair up at the bar and tapping his claws lightly on the smooth wood, he spoke with his default grin as his usual drink order was placed in front of him. "I do have to ask- about how many people besides myself order a Sazerac?"
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