Bren was relaxed, slouching a bit in his chair as he watched the guy glare at him. It had been a douchey way to get Devon's attention, but Bren believed in being straight up in his personality. He smirked before taking another drink of his beer while the guy sat down across from him, then nodded.
"Brendan Quinn." He looked the guy over, his nostrils flaring as he took in his scent. He'd tagged him now and would recognize him even in a crowd. "Vi says you're on your own."
He sat up in his chair when he spotted a waitress, caught her attention then indicated a round for him and Devon. He didn't know what the man drank, but for right now he was drinking beer.