Kiernan/Mag/Open
It was no small miracle that Kiernan had managed to find himself back in this bar again. The last time he had been here, well, he had been plenty drunk, and broke, and angry that he'd destroyed no less than two stools and a chair before the bouncers shoved him out into the street. He didn't need to attempt to go back into Puzzles to know that, of course, he was not welcome back. Ever. But now here he was thanks to Ric and Zacheus (and, he suspected, maybe Bella too) enjoying a pina colada that tasted just so much sweeter with the bartender's stink-eye planted firmly on him.
Kiernan was not fully convinced that it was drugged or poisoned, but dammit, he was going to enjoy this.
He took another smug sip when his eye caught a happily familiar head of red hair. "Mag!" he called. "Fancy seeing you here!"