Bryce took the final sip of his whiskey, and he placed it back down on the counter, circling his finger around the glass. A groan came from his throat, unhappy with the amount of liqour he had consumed. He was never satisfied by just a single glass of alcohol. Bryce turned his head around to locate the waitress that had brought him his whiskey before.<br/><br/>Once he found her, he was getting ready to shout for another glass, but stopped noticing all of the other people that were around her. There was a man, as well as some beautiful women. He heard the name Tiffany used for one of the girls, and gathered that she was the owner of the place. It suprised him to see the head mistress involved in an orgy. The main thing that shocked Bryce, though, was the psuedo-centauress. It was the first time that he had seen a creature like that, and that was saying a lot considering that he was a lycan.<br/><br/>His head titled as he watched the seen unfold. Bryce heard words like threesome, breeding, and, the one that stood out the most, pregnant. "This is going to be one interesting orgy....." He muttered, looking back down at his glass. "I'm going to need more whiskey." His eyes shifted over to the empty bar, then back to the waitress. She seemed busy, and Bryce didn't want to bother her. "I'm sure nobody will notice." He said as he got up, and went behind the bar, looking for whiskey. Once he found the bottle, he poured himself a glass, and went back to his seat. Bryce began to drink once more, ready to watch the show, yet not drunk enough to join himself.