A lone patron walked through the entrance and looked around. Seeing only one person, who appeared to work there, he approached them. "Hello, is this place still open? I could use a drink..." He rubbed the back of his head. James was a husky, standing an even 7' feet tall. He wore a thin black jacket open at the front covering a red t-shirt and blue jeans. He was muscular; not a heavy, all-muscle kind of male, though his arms and legs were powerful. His stomach held a little pudge, but nothing fattening. He gazed at Hex closely, smiling lightly.