Peter & Hannibal
Hannibal was as dressed up as he ever got, black fatigue pants and boots and a dark grey t-shirt with: 'I'm a Delight' on it and a sweatshirt.
He'd been feeling restless and twitchy, months of inactivity that the occasional fight night (and getting laid semi regular) didn't relieve and it took everything in him not to troll the vampire haunts looking for trouble. He could have gone to the Den to drink, gotten hammered in his own house, but he wasn't feeling the orgy or the solitude so he found another bar to drink in.
He hunkered down at the bar, ordered a beer and a double tequila and did his best not to radiate his bad mood.