"Well...thanks," Baxter replied lowly as William denied him the option of paying for himself. It was a bit weird to have someone he barely knew covering his tab, but it felt better that he wasn't being treated like an outsider to the man's crew. Smiling, he followed the crew to the club, stepping in and looking around with as much wonder and awe as the others. Again, he never really listened to jazz in his life, at least not because he wanted to, but this place was just too for him not to be pulled into the atmosphere. He was really starting to feel underdressed, but he'd probably feel even more uncomfortable if he had come in flashy clothes like Mike.<br/><br/>Chuckling as William got dragged off to play onstage, he stuck with Mike and Isabel until the former's soulmate popped up and embraced him. Baxter smiled awkwardly and tried not to stare. Not because the two were really getting entranced and forgetting about them, but because he never seen such a tall woman in his<em>life</em>, and that was saying a lot when you were in the military. He just kept his distance and didn't say anything until the tech came back over and introduced both of them, feeling a bit strange that he had to tilt his head back so much to look Julia in the eyes. "It's a pleasure to meet you, too," he assured her politely, following her to the table. Unlike Jillian, and then William, he had no idea that they would be Feddies sitting with Zeons, even if he knew in the back of his mind that they probably surrounded on all sides by soldiers from both Factions.<br/><br/>Taking a seat in the booth, he smiled at the new women and ordered a pint of beer for himself when a waitress came by. "It's very impressive," he answered Jillian's question, noticing she was probably the most underdressed of them all. It seemed Mike and Julia were the only ones who knew what they were getting into. "I haven't had the chance to do much more than look at it, though. I'd love a chance to look around a bit more," he explained, feeling relieved when William came back, so he wasn't the only single man at the table, moreso because Mike was still looking a bit distracted. He didn't really notice that William was acting any more awkward than usual when he saw Jillian, since he and Isabel had been like that pretty much the whole way here. Not that he was feeling more than marginally better; it was awkward trying to think of things to talk about when you couldn't discuss your war affiliation or background at all. "Have you two been here before?" he asked Catrina and Jillian, trying to keep away from dangerous subjects.