Brandon carefully arranged the liquor behind the bar in the most aesthetically pleasing manner. He was all about pretty things and colors. It was him that picked out most of the decorations. Christian helped quite a bit...well helped in a way any guy might help, agreeing with his wife. Satisfied with his work he stepped out from behind the bar to admire it.<br/><br/>The valley-boy didn't miss the behemoth of a man walking out from the back room. He smiled and blinked his eyes. As Derrik got closer, Brandon's flesh began to tingle. Brandon motioned to a bar seat.<br/><br/>"Is all your paperwork done Daddy? Can you play now?" Brandon said with a cute smile. He looked over Derrik's shoulder and found no sign of Christian.