El Wray was quite aware of the people in that particular in that area, but none of them actually mattered to him. It was also very unlikely that any of them would ever really to be honest. Because of that fact, it was best to limit his contact with others. He didn't mind, especially not the type of guy to surround himself with a vast amount of people. There were only a few people that he let in his life, which included Cherry without questions. She would know him better then any of the dumb fucks, or the not so much dumb fucks that were either trapped at the resort or came merely as customers. He already had a good handful of visitors expect him to act different then his normal self, which they were sorely mistaken.
His ears had picked up someone calling out to him rather easily. It was an ability that he had gathered through his time in the forces. Unable to resist rolling his eyes away from his alcoholic drink, before turning his entire body to the side that that particular person had been trying to catch his attention. El Wray picked up a curious eyebrow at the unfamilar male. A part of him expected JT to walk through the doors to Ice Room and catch his attention, but he hardly down that his old friend would do such a thing. "I really don't want to see if I have luck on my side or not," he replied, knowing fully well that whatever luck that he had in his damn life was used up when he was taken from the brink of death to this shit hole. "I'm sure that someone else is worth your time," he added, pulling his glass closer to the side that he had shifted towards.