With the alcohol working in his system, the tightness in Ethan's shoulders eases. His body buzzes with a comforting warmth as he laughs at Leo's mockery about some political man who is often seen as a joke.
"Well hello there." A shadow falls over them, cutting off their conversation.
Ethan and Leo look up at the same time to find a large man standing beside their table. He's tall and broad. Ethan can't tell if his hair is red or brown due to the low lighting in the bar, but it's styled up with a thick amount of gel, the scent of it mixing with the smell of booze and cologne wafting off of him. His eyes look a little glazed with a buzz, and he smirks between them.
