Vincent listened closely to the older sister calling the shots, it brought a smile to his face as she twisted his words around until she agreed with the result. Nodding once everything began to calm down, he walked over to the bar and leaned in to get the bar tender's attention.<br/>"Hey, I got a herd of ruffled feathers, give me something bitter sweet to calm their over reacting ass...bee"<br/>Glancing over he quickly caught sight of a young woman eating some nachos and drinking by her self.<br/>"...hinds down, forgive my language, no way to speak in the presence of a young lady."<br/>He winked at the lady before the bar tender mixed up a batch of Amaretto Sours.As the drinks lined up he took two and turned to face the group that had a few people missing and a livid look upon Josie's sister's face, the ones that had come in all seemed highly annoyed and he was pushing it by walking in their directions again.<br/><br/>"Here you go ladies, as promised."<br/>Handing the drinks to those, he motioned them to the bar to settle down but was sure his invitation would go ignored with one of the small lushes going off with the nervous guy. Deciding to back out of the situation, he returned to the bar and loudly sighed in annoyance.<br/>"Damn kids..."<br/>He mumbled before he managed to kill one of the drinks in one gulp.<br/>"Hey, give me something stronger to chase this drink with."<br/>Looking over at the young girl beside him, he heard as she quickly told the mother hen one of her chicks had flown the coop.<br/>"I bet if you were in that girl's shoes, she'd hate you for stooling her out."<br/>Glance out the door, Vincent made a quick comment and nursed the next sour, watching what the Callaways were up to and what his earlier dance partner was going to do.<br/>