Blue reluctantly agreed to Eivind's stipulation that they must eat if they were going to go out; he wasn't hungry, as his appetite usually went south with his mood, but he didn't want to argue or give Eivind any reason to worry. They passed through the hotel restaurant to get a quick dinner before heading out, Blue making sure to clean everything on his plate so Eivind wouldn't rethink his decision after Blue coaxed it out of him. When they arrived at the bar, Blue's face exploded into a large, jubilant smile as he weaved his fingers with Eivind and dragged him toward the door.<br/><br/>"Your fuck buddy goes to Splash?" Blue laughed, tossing a look to Sig as they slid through the door. It was still early enough in the night that a bouncer hadn't been posted at the front yet, but it was only a matter of time. "I've been here before. They have a really great happy hour special on the weekdays, so we're in luck." Flashes of a life before werewolves, before Eivind, passed along the Blue's pupils, but he refused to linger on them for long. In the days when he was just a lonely art student, Blue would come to Splash to drink Tequila Sunrises and watch the city's queer populace drink, dance, and make out in darkly lit corners. Sometimes he would also dance when he was invited out onto the floor by another man who wanted to get into his pants, or a lesbian who thought he was particularly adorable. He had made some temporary friends, gotten a few numbers, but rarely did he ever see any of his dance partners a second time. There was a bartender by the name of Seamus who had taken a liking to Blue, would often chat with him while he was sitting alone, observing. Blue liked Seamus. He was older, maybe late thirties, but he never tried to hit on Blue or make their conversation awkward, which was certainly a rare occurrence in a gay bar.<br/><br/>The bartender manning the bar that night wasn't one Blue had ever seen before. Eivind was able to order a beer without any issues, but both Sig and Blue were asked to show some identification. Blue stalled momentarily while Sig retrieved his wallet, and his eyes passed over the wolf's ID, causing his jaw to hang down to his chest. "You're thirty-six?!" Blue gasped, looking up into Sig's youthful visage, hardly able to believe the date on the card. Blue had always assumed Sig was just a few years older than himself; he never would have guessed he had four years on his own mate. The<i>older</i>wolf shrugged his shoulders and laughed, and Blue's attention was pulled back when the bartender reiterated his need to see Blue's own proof of age.<br/><br/>"Is Seamus here? He can vouch for me. I just lost my ID and completely forgot," Blue said, the look on his face apologetic as the bartender grumbled and shuffled off for a quick moment. Blue had lost his ID, along with the rest of the contents of his wallet, during Lofgren's second attack, the one that ended in the alpha fucking him without mercy in the middle of the woods. He had torn off Blue's clothes and the young man had wandered, not thinking about the items he was leaving behind. He should have gotten in contact with the DMV to get another copy, but his mind had been focused on other, more pressing matters.<br/><br/>The bartender returned with Seamus, and the other man had a grin on his face. "Haven't seen you in here for a while, was worried you had moved on."<br/><br/>Blue shook his head quickly. "No, no, just caught up with some other things." Apparently Seamus hadn't heard anything about Blue going missing. He was grateful for that. He didn't want to have to explain himself again. "But I'm back tonight. Seamus, this is my friend Sig and my boyfriend Eivind. Can you be nice to them tonight?"<br/><br/>"You? A boyfriend?" Seamus laughed, but he looked happy to meet both of the wolves. He had never quite understood why such an attractive young man always came into the bar alone. "Of course. Good to meet you guys. You're all my guests, okay? Take care of them for me." He playfully smacked the back of the other bartender, and the latter nodded. "I have to do some managing elsewhere, but have fun tonight, Blue. I'll see you around."<br/><br/>Seamus went off, and Blue settled on a stool in between Sig and Eivind. He ordered his Tequila Sunrise and leaned against Eivind's arm. "Thanks for agreeing to come out tonight, Vin," Blue purred, pressing a gentle kiss to the wolf's cheek. "I needed this. A way to forget."<br/><br/>He directed his attention back to Sig and tapped him on the arm, then waved to the growing crowd. "Where's this man of yours? Or were you just lying to get us out here?"