Dietre A.
Dietre’s weekend evenings were spent playing piano at Capullo de Rosa. Being a new employee he was not willing to ask for a night off, not even for Hugh, so he had no choice but to be late. He left work as soon as he could, but still had to sacrifice some time by stopping off at home first to change (showing up in a full tuxedo would attract too much attention.) He opted for smart casual; white shirt, and grey pants paired with a darker grey sweater, his hair in a side part slicked back the way he wore it to work.
As usual, he kept mostly to himself. After a beeline to get a drink (or two or three) to relax his nerves, he said polite hellos to those he knew and maybe engaged in small talk while being a wallflower.