He took a sip as his ghostly wife appeared beside him. Blank turned on his stool toward her less than a moment afterward.
She always knew how to make an entrance.
His eyes darted back and forth between the two. They knew each other. Which didn't come as a surprise to him. Maybe John knew more about him than Blank originally though.
His eyes widened a bit and his face turned a light shade of red at Scarlet's comment, then turning in to something else as he bit his inner lip. He knew that look all too well. He inhaled sharply, his eyes staying on her. Though it wasn't hard for him to feel the magics coming from John.
"It's something you get used to." Blank spoke with a smile as he almost completely ignoring John's question. "Can John get you something, a cranberry juice or a water?" John was still the man behind the bar after all, even if Scarlet was right next to him.