Abaddon's grin remained as his arm returned to his side. "If you change your mind, I'll be just over here," He gestured to a grouping of youths near the end of the bar. He lowered his voice in an exaggerated tone. "They're all damned and I intend to usher them accordingly." Winking, Abaddon moved away towards the aforementioned youths and seamlessly involved himself in the conversation.