A familiar scent, a familiar sound.
It tugged on the corner of his lips creating an excited and unavoidable mischievous grin.
"What, no call out for me!?"A heavy rough voice calls out tauntingly from the kitchen space behind the bar.
Clay soon followed.
He had maintained his rugged roguish charm and carefree playful demeanour since they last met. But the tavern being the tavern, neither knew exactly how long that was for the other.
He gifted her a gracious pleasant smile as he greeted her with a nod. It was equally teasing and playful, and some what infectious. His daring eyes seemingly happy to fall upon a familiar face. This was followed by a deep inquisitive gaze, the type that tore away flesh and sank instantly to the depths of the soul.
"You know you can't just shout 'n expect him to show" Clay huffs with a sense of a disgruntled grudge.
The tall muscular man eyes the conversation beside him of two new faces. 'Odd fellow' he thinks to himself with a frown as he reaches over and helps himself to a handful of fresh chips.
Clay turns back to the woman, having forgotten where they last left off.
" So doll, what ya been up to?" @Timelord1101@Shmektheshmuck@Blueflame