While Margaret stays safe in his arms, distracted by the buttons of his shirt and the warmth he radiated, he can't help but slip on his best bartender face when she makes the offer: Impassive and stoic, a little bit suspicious but not turning down the offer right off the bat.
Seems too good to be true and he remembers what Pops told him about deals and suckers.
"I bet you wanna have something in return for doing that sort of thing for a stranger you just met, miss." Especially someone stunning as her for someone like him. "I'm just a bartender down at Haringey takin' care of the family business."
Haringey? It happens to be one of the few territories in London not fully claimed by a faction yet. Rather, its still being fought over by vampires and werewolves and the two rivals are at a stalemate. The fact he nor his family haven't yet run face-to-face with the supernatural yet despite those circumstances says something about their luck or something more, potentially.
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Seems too good to be true and he remembers what Pops told him about deals and suckers.
"I bet you wanna have something in return for doing that sort of thing for a stranger you just met, miss." Especially someone stunning as her for someone like him. "I'm just a bartender down at Haringey takin' care of the family business."
Haringey? It happens to be one of the few territories in London not fully claimed by a faction yet. Rather, its still being fought over by vampires and werewolves and the two rivals are at a stalemate. The fact he nor his family haven't yet run face-to-face with the supernatural yet despite those circumstances says something about their luck or something more, potentially.