Seth didn't have anger management issues. Impulse control? Now there was an issue he had and knew about. He caught the movement of the other man as he walked to the bar and leaned against the slick top, tapping his hand for the bartender's attention.
"Bourbon, straight." Turning towards Justice, his eyes narrowed and he gave a cocky smirk. "You see something you like, sweetheart? Wanna be my brunch date?" He stretched his arms out beside himself on the bar top, clearly being a smart ass.