Samael inclined his head calmly toward Rahab at the mention of past battles "I'm sure it will be a pleasure to fight along side you once again" If Samael's pale grey eyes could express gentle mocking and mild amusement they did. He hooked his right foot through a bar stool and pulled it over to him and sat down. As he did the faint aura surrounding him faded and his clothing morphed into a olive drab T-shirt and a pair of tan cargo pants. Talio didn't change however Samael's sword belt changed so Talio's frog was at angle allowing for a faster unimpeded draw. His eyes also lost their pale grey monocrome and became normal human eyes of emerald green. 

Once he had comfortably perched himself on the barstool he folded his hands in his lap sedately. Though his posture radiated a calm and relaxed feel anyone with combat training could see that his right hand was placed on top of his left and his hands where placed on his left thigh close to the hilt of Talio and his legs dangled from the barstool at a gentle angle so it would only be a matter of shifting his weight forward to clear the bar stool and draw the sword. He also had his back to the bar which meant no one could come at hm through a window or doorway without him noticing them first.

"So, when do we get our little party started?" Samael's voice had the same calmly mocking and joking tone to it but his eyes where bright and sharp in contrast to a voice that sounded like it was on the edge of a quite laugh.