Kesch noticed the girl sizing him up, but he didn't say anything. Aaron still leaned against the bar, waiting for anybody to talk to him. He always did this because some chatty motherfucker always came up to him and would practically tell him their life's story. He looked next to him at Ferus. He couldn't help but be amazed at his size. Aaron had no idea how that little barstool could support him, but support him it did. He saw a man walk up to another drunk and hold up something, asking if he knew somebody. Aaron wondered if he was talking about the same guy that had interrupted Kesch and himself the night before.