Not to Johnny. Domino had it going on and the eye thing was... oddly endearing. It made her stand out more, as if a woman with her attitude needed any help in that department. Johnny poured the ingredients for his drink into the little mixing cup every bartender used, then started shaking it up while Domino continued. Her snark was real and that cut deep because hey, this was The Dude's legendary drink of choice, and Johnny had modeled his life on The Dude after needing to mellow the fuck out for a bit.
That was clearly going swimmingly.
This chick had a nice smile though, even when her tone was dripping with snark. He couldn't help the smirk that went back when she got all feral, but then she cracked so he did too. All that false, forced tension of the moment was gone. He returned her gesture with his now-filled glass in hand and took a second to take a big gulp of his drink.
"Ghosts? Like... you know, spirits of the dead? Oh don't tell me you're... Wow, new blood. You're the newest, huh? Welcome to the most confusing ass place you will ever be in. Nothing here makes sense other than that nothing makes sense. People get pulled in from all over the multiverse, die, come back, the works. Probably the most normal thing about this place is that it's haunted as fuck."
He stepped around the bar with drink in hand after that, leaning on the other side of it when he was in full view of Domino. "Name's Johnny Cage. Hopefully you've heard of me? I'm kind of a big deal?"