To say it had been awhile since Archer had gone out on the town would have been an understatement especially considering the way that he used to spend his evening. He kept telling himself that he'd have to have some sort of restraint tonight, that he couldn't fall back into a pattern of self-destructive behavior when he had a small child that he was still looking after, but as he stepped into the club, that became a smaller thought at the back of his mind. After all, it wasn't like he even got hangovers anymore. What would it hurt to have a little fun?
Stepping in next to the bar, gaze shifting around for Skye, his eye was caught and drawn off focus by the picture of the woman standing there in a short peach dress. He was most definitely staring as he approached the bar and was more than caught off guard with the woman that he was staring at started talking, turning to meet him with drinks in hand.
At this very moment, she was the image of a goddess in Archer's eyes.
"Who has a problem with shots? Whoever they are, they really need to rethink their life choices," Archer said, a smile spreading across his face as he noticed who much she was staring. Oh, he knew why, but there was still a part of him that couldn't help but prod at it. "I'm much more handsome than he is. I know. You can admit it."