Who? Connor and Nikolai When? Sunday night Where? Leaky Cauldron What? Drinks and male bonding Rating? PG-13ish for language, probably
Connor walked into the Leaky Cauldron, shrugging out of his coat as he waved to Tom, the barkeep. "Gonna need some beers to start, Tom," he said, sliding into a booth in the back where he could keep away from anyone that might come in and recognize him. Connor didn't mind fans, not in the least. Without fans, there was no Quidditch. But, on a Sunday when he was meeting a friend for drinks, he didn't want to be signing autographs or posing or pictures. He just wanted a beer and Tom brought a glass over. "Keep them coming," he nodded and settled in to wait for Nikolai to join him.