"Mollymauk. Call me Molly." He tosses a grin at her as he heads for the bar. The music drifts to them, along with the scent of alcohol and food. Some last thread of tension in him eases. He breathes in.

"So far they've had some fairly good drinks at this bar. The bar snacks are decent too. Rare, that." He opens the door and holds it open for Vetra to grab as the chatter washes over him.

People are dancing and the bar has enough open seats for both of them to have a seat. He glances at the bartender. No one looks like either of them. Oh well. "What kind of drinks do you like?"