It had taken a while but eventually Gabe had been served, his choice being to try the 'local' brew from a place up in Henderson, Le Breeze MicroBrewery. He sipped the amber liquid and nodded to himself. He wasn't a big beer drinker, but it was going down better than the commercial stuff he'd often had in the US.
During the time he'd been waiting he'd felt a very low 'buzz' in the bar, something he'd probably need Bilson along to help decipher further. He picked up his beer, taking a sip and over the rim of his glass caught the eye of a woman he'd noticed sitting just down from him, at the end of the bar, nursing a drink and picking at the pretzel bowl. For some reason he thought she looked a little out of place. From what he could tell while she was seated, tall, blonde, refined features, distant demeanour, rather bored with her surrounds. Not the sort he'd normally expect in a known biker hangout.
As he lowered his glass he gave a small nod of acknowledgement.