Re: [Bar: Jack & Patrick]
[Patrick was grabbing the phone and typing, albeit poorly, between sips. When Adrian messaged, he actually groaned and did wave the bartender over to request another shot. It was not the most lucid moment of his life, and he was not actually prone to this type of bad decision making, but to say Patrick was having a most unusual day would be the mother of all understatements. In the aftermath, he would realize he was making a terrible first impression on Newt's bro, but right now he just wanted to not think in any capacity whatsoever.]
I am from here, man, and I have very protective siblings. You do not need to tell me how it is. [For someone without a mom, Patrick knew what mothering felt like very well.] Rough night? [He had to laugh at that, and the next shot came and he downed it with a small hiss at the burn of the whiskey. The beer gulp that chased it resulted in Patrick sliding the back of ruined hand over his mouth, and this did earn a hiss from the blond.] Have you not spoken to your hungover bro, man?
[Patrick looked around the bar. He had not really paid attention to it when he was here before.] I do not generally frequent bars. I went to a strip club last night and this was most certainly a new thing for me, but I know the other watering hole we possess in Repose. [Which was not a falsehood. He returned his attention to the man at his side.] Does this mean I should not ask you about your evening? Because I am fine with this. I am only here to have a few drinks before I meet Newt and Des. This is the plan. It is a solid plan. [He took another swallow of beer.]