Hadley chuckled, "Well, I suppose you're right about that." It was true that one could find out many things about a person at a bar. Loose-lipped talk was always inspired by an alcohol induced state of mind. The woman's smile seemed to have reached into her eyes, which were a shockingly deep green. There were few people with green eyes that shade. Had they had speckles of brown in them they could've rivaled his own eyes. She certainly was unordinarily pretty, like a sunflower standing tall and bright in the midst of average roses. Hadley scolded himself in the back of his mind for this comparison. It was only human nature that his eye would appreciate others' beauty but that did not mean it was a valid excuse to think of others so shamelessly as he did of this young lady.
It appeared the bartender's pride had been fairly damaged. Perhaps a few more years in trying to sweep women of their feet and he would become less green behind the ears and become more tactful in trying to gain their affection. Hadley left his glass alone on the bar for the bartender to take as he leaned back in his chair casually, he had turned just enough to face the blonde. Her interaction with the bartender was - interesting to say the least. It was as though she had found amusement in his reaction rather than being condescending in her victory or just downright irritated. "Hm, it seems that I am but I only know from experiance." Hadley said, his eyes flickering over to the now busy bartender. "Maybe next time he would be more... considerate when trying to gain favor from a young lady." Hadley gave the young woman a smile. "Ah, I'm Hadley by the way."
He introduced himself, figuring it would be rude not to. The man stretched out his broad hand for her to shake if she wished to do so. "How is your friend holding up?" Of course, he only knew she had been in not so good of shape due to him overhearing the blonde's conversation with the bartender.
It appeared the bartender's pride had been fairly damaged. Perhaps a few more years in trying to sweep women of their feet and he would become less green behind the ears and become more tactful in trying to gain their affection. Hadley left his glass alone on the bar for the bartender to take as he leaned back in his chair casually, he had turned just enough to face the blonde. Her interaction with the bartender was - interesting to say the least. It was as though she had found amusement in his reaction rather than being condescending in her victory or just downright irritated. "Hm, it seems that I am but I only know from experiance." Hadley said, his eyes flickering over to the now busy bartender. "Maybe next time he would be more... considerate when trying to gain favor from a young lady." Hadley gave the young woman a smile. "Ah, I'm Hadley by the way."
He introduced himself, figuring it would be rude not to. The man stretched out his broad hand for her to shake if she wished to do so. "How is your friend holding up?" Of course, he only knew she had been in not so good of shape due to him overhearing the blonde's conversation with the bartender.