[Not his scene. Okay, well, that's true. Mostly. It was a bar, but it was... a vampire bar? Or something? Which is basically the most horrifying thing he can imagine, which is another reason to hate Damon for pushing him out here.
But since no one is busting their teeth out around him, he's reasonably okay. Sure. There's whiskey and it's free.
He grins and raises his drink half an inch.] How'd you know? [It's not like he'd tried. Better guess than town drunk, which, by the way, was a title he didn't regret losing.] I figured the drink would complete the ensemble.