Nate watched Desmond amazed that the man showed no signs of being startled by their recent escapade into danger. It was truly startling to Nate. He wasn't used to danger in the least and he didn't find it funny that Desmond had sent the ANTs into one of the roughest clubs. He'd have to avoid that place for a while. Not that he tended to visit it often, he had a few contacts there. He did some business with almost anyone who paid. That was Nate. It was his style.<br/><br/>He nodded to the drink and jumped down from the railing landing on his feet and strolling into the room with Desmond's arm over his arm a smile on his lips and the case still held in his hand. He set the case down and took a seat on the couch leaning back watching the other two. He was starting to relax now that it was clear he was safe. At least for now. Who knew what would happen later. Or even in a few minutes from now. Nate only hoped he'd get his drink first. Before shit hit the fan again...