Lyle nodded pleased with the response and placed his chair back where it was. He walked over o the musician and looked him over once again. "I'm Lyle Angelo. I own this place and the one upstairs as well." He was feeling a little relived to have music covered. Perhaps he coughs focus on things he b one better now. One he trusted Dante a bit more he found even have him find me band members. He's love to have a base and saxophone every night. This whole things could really make things a lot easier. Lucky him.<br/><br/>"You'll meet the others later. Joe, Mira, and Dean. They are very friendly. There is a break room past the bar where we often go to relax. Would you like to join me for  some coffee?" Lyle unbuttoned his jacket once more. Lyle would be seeing him at his worst eventually. Taking off his jacket want going to ruin the red head's impression. Lyle slid off his jacket and draped it over his arm. His figure was slim and firm. He has muscle tone, but it was minor and flowed with the curves of his body rather than bulging out. With his jacket off his rounded butt was well visible. A butt he was quite proud of actually.