@Alisdragon911The tavern doors tedious motion echoed as they gave way to yet another patron. He swooped in with the subtlety and elegance of a shadow and walked with an air of authority and importance.
Step by step he moved purposely throughout the tavern with a fearless familiarity and predetermined destination, his firm proper posture exuding confidence.
As he passes the bar he pauses to glance at the unfamiliar bar maid. Shaking off a hidden thought he redirects himself to a nearby booth. Before seating he pats down his elegant pristine black suit and pulls a small note book from his pocket.
"Bar maid! There is a 1865 Chateau Lafite in the lower left corner of the wine rack, bring me the whole bottle please. On ice with a glass of course."