The fact Tony was there, mostly surprised him. A pleasant surprise, because that smile he wore vanished as he followed Tony to the bar, despite him going behind it - Nyx sat himself on a stool. "Well, drinks I have around her." He admitted holding his beer up. Sighing just enjoying the fact that he had an adult to talk to over one of the kids running around.
"I only assume so." Of course, Nyx just assumed Tony's had something that matched his. "What made yours hell?"
As he asked the question he looked at the now clean kitchen, that he spent the whole day slaving in about. It was one thing that he cooked for the two women in his house, but now cooking for a town of hungry kids and teens, well that wore a man out. Especially if any one of them were remotely picky. Then his eyes went back to Tony. "You hungry?" His head nudged over to the kitchen. "I can make you something.