Issac focused on his drink, not sure what to do until Yamanaki was finished with his meal. It wasn’t as if he could go and watch one of the dancers as they put on a show.<br/><br/>A male, probably in his mid twenties, quickly walked past Issac. As he did, he bumped into the man; causing the pastor to jump.<br/><br/>“Oh, I’m so sorry!” The man apologized, causing the other to take his attention off of his drink and onto the male.<br/><br/>“It’s ok. Accidents happen.” Issac smiled. The man was cute...very cute. With a small smile, he bid goodbye and turned back to his drink. Unbeknownst to him, the man bumping into him was on purpose. While Issac had been distracted with the other, his wingman walked past and dropped a small purple pill into his drink. By the time they got things sorted, it had dissolved and mixed into Issacs drink.