Tristan and Niles, out at Sanctuary, Saturday night
Tristan had proposed the idea of a guy's night out and Niles had agreed. It was silly, that they never saw each other outside of work really. They lived in the same apartment for cripes sake. He'd had Stanley drop them off at Sanctuary, since Niles had driven last time. With a simple nod he'd managed to get them in easier than last time as well. Now they were winding through the dance floor.
"Booze or babes, Niles?" Tristan asked briefly, already leaning toward going to the bar himself.