Sam smiled widely at the thought of his girlfriend. "Yeah, my partner. And girlfriend. She likes those profit margins to be good. Me, I'm a bit more relaxed."
He opened the chilled bottle, slipping some ice into a glass before pouring the drink. "There you go. Just let me know if you want anything else."
He glanced around his club with no small amount of pride. "Thanks. The wards help, plus we have some amazing security people to back them up. I know there's the whole good versus evil thing going on, but honestly, I just like keeping this place as a neutral ground where anyone can feel safe."