James looked on, his brown eyes clearly displaying disinterest for the fighter. The young man picked up his drink and sipped it quietly, continuing to look at the victor. A small scoff escaped him as the fighter so very politely asked to get the unfortunate loser out of [i]his[/i] ring. Leave it to the people of the lower districts to be complete animals with no manners at all. 

"Calling someone donkey shit, how nice. Maybe he should look at himself in the mirror," James said, more so to himself than anything. It's not like the fighter would have heard him over the roar of the crowd, anyway. 

"What did you say, James?" Mason turned his head in his brother's direction and raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing. Just that the fight was just swell. This club isn't what I expected at all. You sure you don't want to go to Eclipse? I mean, come on, The Edge in district 2 is better than this dump--"

"Come on, James! Lighten the Hell up. This place isn't that bad. I like it." Mason turned his head and locked eyes with a short-haired, blue eyed brunette with tattoos up and down her arm, and a small, gold nose ring, smiling at him from across the way. He turned back to his brother and patted him once before standing up and starting to walk away. "Lighten up a little. Find a chick. Bang her in the bathroom like I'm about to do."

James watched at Mason went over, exchanged a few words, and was practically dragged away by the brunette. He returned to scouting the room, hopefully looking for someone he could approach, but found no one. His eyes locked on the fighter, who was now at the bar, surrounded by a small group of women. They were practically having sex with them. Now, he didn't mind if a couple girls were attracted to the man- he wasn't bad looking- but he did mind that they were acting the way they were acting. Even the girl with Mason, who was probably riding it out in the bathroom right now, had the decency to keep her actions private. James took another sip of his drink and snickered.

"Only place lower district trash like him could really hang out, huh?" He mumbled, maybe a little too loudly, to himself.