Liam watched Ainsley, keenly aware of the quiet conversation that was being carried on behind him amongst his mates. Nothing bad, granted, but but enough to make him sure that getting Ainsley out of here alone wouldn't be too hard. It wouldn't be the first time for the bloke.
"You seem like a type that could fit in anywhere," Liam commented, finding his fingers drumming against the counter again. It wouldn't do to come off impatient or rude, but he didn't stop himself. The man beside him just smelled so good. He had to do something with his hands. "And you can meet the most delicious people at a place like this."
Liam smiled to himself, he alone sharing in his little joke. However, he sobered a moment later and looked towards the bar. "No. A place like this doesn't really have my drink of choice."