Buchanan made a mental note of the different patrons. He seemed to be getting here just in time, watching as one of the girls started to strike up a conversation and turning his head to the stage as the music began. He tilted his head from one side to the other in an effort to stretch and compose himself. His attention returning now to the owner.<br/><br/>"Everything is on the house you say? You wouldn't be trying to buy me now, would you Sayid?" He says it with a half smile, of course he would never admit to something like that. He gives a wave of dismissal toward the bar. "No drink, I'm on duty. I suppose I can enjoy the view, but just make sure your men are aware I'll be making rounds at some point. Make sure you're keeping things legit."