<span style="font-size: 15px">Just like clockwork, Desmond would slide his way in to the bar once again. This time, he had a different pair of jeans, and actually wore a shirt under his coat. It seemed like he had cleaned himself up, even his face had a bit more color to it. Once he had been allowed in, Desmond stood near the entrance to the main room, and would quietly gaze around the room, looking for Iris specifically. He had a content expression on his face, complete with his shining eyes and a nonchalant smile. </span>