"I think that'd be wise," Will agreed, leading the way towards the bar. It wasn't too overly advertised on the street, considering how the patronage was primarily spread by word of mouth, but he knew the way very well, and greeted Kratos at the door jovially. "He's with me," he said, and Elijah was allowed in after a long moment of scrutiny.
Much wasn't working the bar tonight, just the beautiful Hans sadly, so no chance of any freebies. Will steered them to a booth so they had the chance to sit and observe. "What can I get you?" he asked, pulling out his wallet. "I'll get the first round. Remember you're on best behaviour in here, alright? You start playing up and it's my good character you're besmirching." He was joking of course, although he did care about his reputation around here. Immortals could have loooong memories.