<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/MNc3t8q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Joseph Edwards<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Grey suit with grey shirt and emerald green tie<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Club Second Floor; Bar Area<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/>Joseph had stayed behind to tend to his own little corner of the universe. Though he did have the means to observe the public areas of the lounge, whether by looking out into the lounge or by cleverly hidden and high def CCTV hidden beneath the bar itself. What mattered was, he was king of all he surveyed in this slice of the building, not having access to view employee offices(by way of contract) or private lounges where staff or players could…<em>interact</em>with each other.(by choice).<br/><br/>He would occasionally look in on the game in session. He didn’t understand the concept of a lot of what was going on, but as he watched and listened, things seemed to make sense. Maybe the boss man would let him jump in some time. For now, he was content being the man behind the bar. He didn’t expect to play every role a bartender typically plays, but he enjoyed the work all the same.