Pan was loud, he always had been loud and a bit raunchy. He had played both those up even more in this life, so he would have been disappointed if Aries would have been unable to hear him over the sounds of the bar. He looked even more clueless in this form, it was honestly hard to tell if it was because of the face he had adopted, the slight glaze the near-constant pot smoking left in his eyes, or just Pan being Pan. Perhaps a bit of all the above, take your pick. And Pan went clubbing in whatever he wanted, thank you very much! It was his charms which attracted the ladies, he didn't need fancy clothes or anything. That and maybe he was just high enough to not notice that he really could use a good scrubbing down.
"Oh, one for me, too!" He shouted to the blonde over the noise of the place, nodding his head towards Aries in the gesture which said the drink was going on his tab. It really was amazing how easily he could get free drinks out of people, Pan marveled silently. "Your son," Pan muttered thoughtfully, tapping thoughtfully at his face, just missing the bit of food clinging near his mouth. "Your son, lessee, that depends. Which one are you, now?" He asked directly, squinting at the man. Sure, he knew him, that didn't mean he knew who he was. Really, he was a god, not a mind reader.
"Oooh!" He perked quickly up as the noise level rose, eyes darting to the cage. "He looks like a strong fella. What do you think, he gonna win?" Pan shamelessly elbowed the man in the side, grinning brightly. He was eager to place a wager, and ready to throw all his money on this contender without even seeing who he would be up against. Well, for all his passions, Pan never was that good at judging the odds, the little thorw-down with Apollo all those years ago had surely proven that.