Peter really hadn't been in a hurry to make it to the bar, wandering a bit on his way and looking around. He still had that strange deja vu feeling, but it was explained a bit by the fact that he had apparently been here before.
He smirked when he entered the bar and saw Chris pouring a drink. "Something older and smooth. I want to enjoy my drink, unlike the children." He enjoyed flirting with Chris, because the man at least knew what he was and what to expect.