Before he had a chance to respond, Vince's phone rang, and he excused himself. But he would definitely keep Raziel in mind for his next tattoo. It wouldn't be hard to remember the man.
"Oh, damn, that's gotta be stressful. The only time I tried a poly-ship, it crashed and burned so fast. Not worth the drama," he said, shaking his head. He'd been in his early twenties then, and it had definitely not been a mature relationship. He'd sworn off poly relationships without even considering that they could be wonderfully fulfilling if there was healthy communication.
He turned to the bartender when she came up to take his order, and once he had his drink, he turned back to Raziel. "Do you come here often?" he asked. It wasn't a place he ever had to work, but it always had great energy, which is why it was one of his favorites.