*The man that she saw was standing amongst a group of other guys.  One was easily recognizable as big Ed.  Standing at six foot five, he was a towering man, wide in shoulders and while yeah he had alittle bit of a gut, there was enough to the rest of him that rang don't mess with me.  On his left was Rick, he took care of everything here with this bar, no one quite knew what all he did, but knew when they needed this bar for what ever Rick was the guy to talk to.  Deven stood on Ed's right, a beer in his left, and Laurel wrapped up in his right arm.  He was in torn jeans and his biker vest was sitting over top his bare skin.   Laurel stood 5'9 to Deven's six foot tall.  Black hair down to her shoulders in a of blue jeans of his own with a brown riding jacket draped over top a shirt cut at her belly button.<br/><br/>Deven's gaze looked at the woman whom he somewhat felt his attention on him.  After all there's only so long someone can be stared at without noticing it within one extent or another.  Valeria was certainly eye catching, even with a woman on his arm he couldn't help but take a look.  That said, there was something about her that felt, well familiar.  Though he'd have to let that thought fade as Big Ed directed his attention to Deven.  With abit of distraction he'd turn his attention back to the man.*<br/><br/>"Yeah, I'm getting the parts in for your bike tomorrow.  It'll be ready for the ride on Tuesday."<br/><br/>*Ed smiled happy wit that answer and reached into the pocket of his vest and handed Deven a wad of cash that he'd squirrel away into his jeans.  Another round of drinks were ordered for the four that were off to the side, with Ed giving a firm slap to the full rump of the girl bringing over the beers, making fresh with her while she was handing them out.*