Since his conversation with Marcus and Clint about the Bell girls, he'd been in a foul mood. It wasn't that he disliked Katie, it was ... the whole fact that she was the catalyst in his fucked up family picture book. He was doing his best here and he really, really didn't need to think about either one of his friends shagging her, no matter how far-fetched they thought the idea was. He just wanted to forget about the whole thing and continue on as he had. That wasn't too much to ask for.
By the time Keeley knocked on the door, Adrian was well on his way to being trashed. It was nice really, he'd just reached the part where his thoughts had decided to shut the hell up. Not exactly wanting to leave his spot at the bar, Adrian cast a quick charm to let Keeley in. He was sure she'd find her way.