Adoniram stepped away from the bar as he saw his two targets sit down with Drea. His helmet was on and lit up to give the illusion that it actually worked, his armor was fitted nicely and his gun was exposed. He approached the table through the crowd with a very imposing type of posture and folded his hands behind his back tightly. "Good morning, gentlemen." He said in loudly over the music but still in a thick, gravely voice. "Drea." He greeted her as well, with a slight bow. "These are the two?" he asked, though he already knew the answer.