Cael had gone back to his group of pals, drinks in hand, and dropped down into his chair before screwing off the cap of his beer, leaning back in the furniture as he got back into conversation with the others. They were all speaking rapidly in their native tongue, for the most part, and Cael tried to keep up when he could, but was more grateful whenever they decided to translate what had been said – those who could speak English anyway.
The sound of clicking heels was lost amongst the noise of the music and their voices, but his current bought of laughter was cut short as crystalline eyes were turned up to focus in on the pretty girl who was sitting at the other end of the bar. He smirked up at her after she asked her question.
“Hate to break it to ya darlin’, but most’a these guys didn’t understand a word ya just said…” He leaned forward on the table that was in front of him, arms crossed as he tilted his head, giving her a small smile – it was charming, and even a little mischievous. “Besides…yer makin’ it seem like whoever is responsible committed some sorta crime, buyin’ a drink for such a pretty girl.”
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