How had he not noticed Dagny at the bar? Sheesh, he really was out of it, wasn't he, Liam thought with a mental sigh. Turning toward her, he leaned against the bar, bringing one hand up to scrub his hair back away from his forehead--he needed a trim soon, he realized. "It was a sort of spur of the moment thing," he admitted. Though that could be telling, as he wasn't exactly the impulsive sort.
"What brings you out tonight?" he asked, feeling a bit guilty for not being as caught up with her as he probably should be considering she lived with his siblings and him.