John had been sat at the bar for a little while, drinking Gin and working on a few personal projects. Since he had the time on his hands, he wanted to use at least some of it wisely. And that meant preparing a few magical items with the right incantations and seals. He was working on a containment bottle, used to seal Demonic entities. While he did not have the ring of Solomon to hand, he could create lesser containment vessels for smaller jobs. It would be good to have something on hand. And while each vessel was prepared for each individual demon, this one was created for lesser, nameless demons. He would work on the others as and when the time came. Those needed more energy and things he did not have access to.
John was certain that the sound of metal scratching into glass was annoying the person behind the bar at the very least. He also didn't particularly care. He dusted away the part he had been working on and blew the dust like particles on to the floor beneath him. Placing the bottle down, he picked up his glass, drained it and ordered another one. He lit a cigarette and turned to see Sam walk in. "Make that two" he said to the person behind the bar. The man seemed to grunt and complain in a strange language John couldn't understand. Little did he know he was trying to tell John that he didn't work there and that he needed to start getting his own drinks.
"All right there, Sammy boy" he smiled. Two glasses of gin were put in front of them before the strange alien man wandered off. John smirked to himself, returning his attention to Sam. That's when he noticed he already had a drink.
"Looked like you might be in the need of a second drink..." he half lied.