Wolfgang tended to notice when he was being watched, even in a crowd. He stayed on the dance floor for a while anyway, staying in the crowd. He probably should have slipped out the back, but for all he knew the man could have just been looking him over, and it wasn’t like he couldn’t protect himself. He decided to find out one way or another, walking over to the bar area and taking a seat right beside him.
“I’m easier to watch this way.” He said simply, nodding to the bartender in greeting and ordering his usual.













