Who: Ned/Poseidon and Claire/Amphritite When: Evening Where: Exarcheia, Some sort of nice bar Rating: PG Status: Incomplete
Ned didn't feel entirely comfortable in his attempt to actually seek out a social life beyond that of his elderly neighbours. He was dressed in a sharp white shirt and grey jacket, with the two top buttons slightly undone. His hair combed back, his usual goatee shaven off.
Still, the music of the band and the general atmosphere as people mingled and danced put him off slightly. It wasn't that he was anti-social, it had just....been a while since he'd had to make new friends.
He took a seat at the bar, and ordered a drink. It could be a long night.