Merlin and Ray Palmer
Considering the events of the past week, Ray was not going to turn down drinks at Verdant. Even if Sara didn't own the place, but it gave him another reason to pester her, he'd probably make an appearance.
Coming up to the bar, Ray ordered himself drink. The same one he had had when he had arrived. Sara had picked it out, so there was no reason not to stick with what he knew. That was usually the safest route when it came to most food and drink, though Ray could be adventurous when he wanted to. These days, it was far more willing to take a few risks than before.
Taking note of the sketches, he tilted his head to get a better look at them. "You might want to add something here," he suggested, pointing to a section.