Tom had only entered a few moments before hand and was just getting his barrings when some drunk stumbled in. The werewolf could practically smell the booze from across the room and was impressed the man was able to walk up to the bar. With a wicked grin, Tom moved up along side of the dark haired man. He always did enjoy tormenting the drunk.
"Sounds like you're in for some serious drinking partner". He looked over the man, taking in his weathered appearance. "Let me guess, there's a woman at the root of this misery, isn't there?"