Maron sat in the corner, his usual seat in the musty bar. He took a big gulp of the stale whiskey as he watched the red head sit next to the man. His empty eyes returned to his original interest, the woman in the skirt.<br/><br/>He felt their auras the moment they walked in. Both were similar, but she gave off a more pleasing aura, one that made the hairs in the back of his neck stand up.<br/><br/>He stood up and walked to the bar next to her. Without looking at her at all, he asked "Are you a bit jelous she found someone already?"