The Capo kept his eyes mostly hidden, stamping out his cigarette in a crystal ash tray as the girls approached. The thought that they may refuse his invitation didn't even occur to him, so it was hardly a surprise to see the spunky one nod emphatically to the waitress. He leaned back on the bar, tipping his hat up a bit to get a better look at the girls. They were the good kind of trouble, alright. The kind of trouble he could be looking for on a night like this.<br/><br/>As Roxy and Madie got close enough, he stood from his stool, one hand in his pocket while the other rested on top of the bar. His expression was somewhere between a smile and a smirk, and his eyes unabashedly looked them over with an appraising glance. Nodding curtly, he gestured toward the stools nearby.<br/><br/>"Welcome, ladies. Why dontcha have a seat and tell me what yer lookin' for, tonight? I may be of some help, y'see?"