The pirate tapped on the bar, a signal that he needed more in the way of alcohol. The bartender was quite used to him by now. He didn't go out to drink often but when he did his tab was generally impressive enough, he deserved to be remembered. The girl brought him over a healthy dose of rum, and he shot her an impeccably charming smile in thanks. He had yet to try a 'cocktail', something suggested to him by Shizuka. Maybe he would try that next.
The idea of a party surrounded by other men was not exactly something that interested the pirate. He was not on the lookout for bosom buddies and he certainly hoped that he would be gone by then. Tesla referenced her upcoming nuptials occasionally, enough that he knew the affair was set sometime in the fall. Even if the summer was already coming to an end, he hoped he would not still be stuck in this bloody tumor of a town that long.
If a God existed, even they could not be so cruel as to force him to stay here much longer.
"That's hardly fair, wouldn't you say? We'd all feel compelled to let the man of the hour take the table." This was not really the case for the pirate, there were very select situations that he'd throw a poker game and imminent marriage was certainly not reason enough. Grace participating might be reason, but not Danny getting married.