Zilean kicked his heavily booted feet off of the chair he had been propped up on. Some blonde chick at the bar had been watching her ice melt and he wondered if she needed company. He tilted his head to the right in observance, dark purple bangs gracing his nose. He wondered if she was aware that she was getting looksâ€¦<br/><br/>He couldnâ€™t take it anymore. He tossed his braid back over his wide shoulder, brushed off his smokersâ€™ jacket and put on his best devilish smirk.<br/><br/>Trying his best not to interrupt her, as he was curious as hell as to what she was doing, Zil sat in the chair next to the blonde. He placed his arms on the bar, hands clasped and gave a small finger wave to the bar tender. â€œJack and coke my good man.â€ He tried to observe her from his peripherals, waiting for her to make the first commentâ€¦ if she did.