Damon was aware that Bella was not yet of drinking age, but so what? It wasn’t like there weren’t more important laws being broken. He figured that the girl deserved a tasty beverage and he certainly missed his decanter of aged whiskey back home at the boarding house.
He sat down on a comfy stool and gestured to the stool next to him for Bella to sit on.
“Bourbon, please,” He flashed the bartender a grin and drummed his fingers on the bar. Damon was much more animated than usual, all credit for that going toward whatever was keeping everyone in Lawrence so cheerful.
“And the lady would like...?” He spun on his stool to face Bella.