Shae brushed aside his companion's commentary, focusing his full attention on the very receptive target that had sidled up next to him. And was now leaning against the edge of the pool table beside him. And was now settling a very friendly hand on his shoulder.
What a goddamn shame.
"Hope you lahk 'dat beer," he said, lips curving into a perfectly seductive, masculine smile. Might be da last one you get fo' while. The other man had already made an equally flirtatious comeback, and Shae responded in kind, attentive enough on a superficial level to keep the man talking while still mentally adjusting his strategy. No visible weapons, that was a plus. Build was a little bulkier than his own, but he could probably subdue him with relatively effort.
It paid to be cautious, though. If you had the time.
Shae shifted his position against the table, leaning closer to his target and providing easy access to his backside. "Grab 'dat fo' me, Podna. T'ink 'dere's somet'in' inside you might wanna see." The smile on his face never wavered as the blonde man, surprised at the invitation, obediently retrieved the wallet in question, hand lingering appreciatively inside the pocket that contoured tightly against Shae's ass.