When Leon had first arrived in Preya, he'd taken a look at Everdale and quickly decided it wasn't the place for him. Mostly because he was fairly certain that there was no way D had set up shop there. D only opened his petshop in cities that got a lot of traffic - LA, Berlin, Tokyo. The smallest place D had ever gone had been Venice, and he had really only passed through.
He hadn't noticed the pub that time, but he did now. As far as cheap pubs went, it wasn't too bad. Leon's motto was generally the cheaper the better. It wasn't like he'd had a lot of spare cash these last few years.
He usually liked to arrive ten to fifteen minutes early to any get together, so he was surprised when he saw Roxy already sitting at a booth. He glanced at his watch again just to make sure, frowned a little, and then went to the table.
"Hey," he said, sliding into the booth across from Roxy. "How you doing?"