The bar tender, despite her punk appearance and multiple piercings, turned red when Mark winked at her, but nodded and tried to stay out of the way. Len didn't actually roll his eyes, but only because he was used to the way women reacted to Mark.
Leaving Mark to his game, Len glanced up at the TV mounted at the corner of the bar and frowned slightly before asking the girl to turn up the volume. They were showing clips from the Avengers fight in Gotham and the press conference from last Wednesday, and Len nursed his beer as he watched the news coverage carefully.
So New York had its own fair share of capes. That in and of itself might be bad for business-- but given that this whole big group (and it was fucking big group) were fighting weird demonic shit, Len actually thought it might be just the opposite. With so many heroes in NY, the Rogues competition would be considerately diminished... and Snart doubted that all these magnanimous heroes would have time in their busy schedules to scrap with the likes of a couple thieves out of Keystone.
Besides, if they did show an interest, Len had heard some good things about Bludhaven...