The experimentation with Regulus Black had been interesting, for lack of a better word, but he'd decided to leave further thought of it until a later time. The aches and pains were a subtle sort, but since he didn't mind them he left them as they were for the time being. He did want a drink, and even the crowd at the Muggle bar didn't bither him too much.
He found a seat at the bar, and ordered himself a double whiskey during Edgar's first set. He recognized some of the songs, and thought that Edgar was quite good. Not that he was any judge of music, but it didn't sound like mating unicorns, so that wss a point in Edgar's favor.
Edgar's set ended just as Leo finished his first drink. He grinned as Edgar came to the bar. "First round's on you, mate. For trying to back out of our arrangement, and having terrible taste in Pepperup flavors."