Tony looked at this one more carefully, then smiled. "I grew up in New York, too. Athens is a great city, but nothing beats the Big Apple." He couldn't help the fact that he was staring a bit at this young man. It was so... odd. Though he couldn't put his finger on it. He felt like he knew him. That he could trust him at his back. And what made that so odd was that Tony didn't trust anyone at his back.
"So you have experience as a bouncer, but here it's more than just throwing out the riffraff. This, Mr. Mercer, might be unlike the clubs you're used to. This club is going to push a lot of edges. I need to know that the men I hire are willing to do their job no matter what they see or hear, and can follow orders. I'm not really looking for Bouncers so much as... Security. It isn't just throwing out the troublemakers. It's running checks on high end clients, making sure they get what they want...." he trailed off. "One of the problems that I've seen with bouncers in my establishments is that they let a pretty pair of tits get away with a lot. That can't happen here."