<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Name: </strong>Sebastian<br/><strong>Place:</strong> The Red Lady club<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black trousers, white shirt, black tie, and a waistcoat. Sleeves rolled and pinned in place. <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Shyeli Aster<br/><strong>Mentions:</strong> Aveline Aster Faye<br/><strong>Note:</strong> Now sat at a booth with Shyeli, leaving things in Aster's hands.</span><br/><br/>=================================<br/><br/>Ever the gentleman, Sebastian held the booth curtain open and allowed Shyeli to seat herself, smiling and bowing politely. Upon receiving the offer for a quick drink with a patron, the werewolf took a glance around the bar and saw that Aster - the busybody - was already meeting and greeting new faces. A light smile passed over Seb's face; Aster really was a useful person to have around. The angel damn near worked himself to death, but he was so sure and precise in his methods that the bartender couldn't held but admire him.<br/><br/>A nod was spared in Aster's direction as he whisked past the booth, and then the werewolf laughed softly.<strong>"My lady...you honour me with your request. Please, allow me a moment to retrieve your drinks. I have to do my job first."</strong><br/><br/>Bowing again, Sebastian ducked out of the way and moved towards the bar, already growling a few orders to a handful of the staff, asking for a few of them to move from one place to another, and positioning two of them in his place at the bar before hopping around it himself. As he mixed what was to be Shyeli's drink, he spared a glance at the booth that the Succubus regularly seated herself at.<br/><br/>Shyeli was a woman he admired. Not quite as much as he did Aveline, but still one whom had earned the werewolf's attention. She was not, as so many people were, a whimpering and frail little waif, nor was she a downright seedy creature of the night, but rather a sophisticated regular whom he had grown very fond of. There was an authority to her voice and a beauty to her that made a lot of the men swoon, but she never selected anyone to be her partner for the evening unless they fit her criteria. After all, she didn't just sleep with any old slut off the streets or begging patron. She was alos not one to abuse the Succubus aura like some tried to. Someone like her had a right to be picky about their bed partners considering how rare it was to find someone as genuine as she. A succubus who deserved to be treated like the VIP she was.<br/><br/>Sebastian figured he could leave things in Aster's capable hands for the moment. It was rare he got a chance to sit and talk.<br/><br/><strong>"My lady."</strong>A drink was placed in front of Shyeli and the tall barman placed his tray to one side,<strong> "If it would please you, I believe I would love to join you."</strong><br/><br/>Taking a seat next to her, sliding into the booth with some ease despite his height and size, Sebastian helped himself to the water they often had at the tables. As he poured, he cast yet again another smile at the female demon,<strong>"Nothing really to report as of yet. I have something I might like your opinion on later, but for now I shall think on it. Business is well, customers are content, and we're getting new staff and new offers every single day. It's working out well for us in the long run."</strong><br/><br/>He took a drink and sighed, deep and relaxed and genuine,<strong>"And yourself? Will you be seeking some...pleasure this evening?"</strong>