And I've been wondering. How is there not a single dartboard in sight, hm? [ He puts another hole in the wall before he turns to look at the guy. ]
My bad. [ He lets out a crooked smile. ] I should have asked. That was rude of me. [ See? He's going to do that thing where he pretends he's a decent-ish sort of guy for one night and not be that jerk. It's how he got to be friends with Carol and Liz and the rest of the Council members back home. He's capable of it. Sometimes, he even misses it. ]
I'm Damon. [ He steps forward and offers Sam a firm, but friendly handshake. ] Big fan of Merlotte's. [ He's almost a regular. ]