<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/sMfQPm0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xander Madar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13847336#msg13847336)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured + black converses.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Ballroom | Bar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Katie, Ruben, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Xander made his way to the bar, finding a way between two stalls to talk to the barmaid.<br/><br/>"Give me the cheapest cocktail you have," Xander requested, arriving at the counter, both elbows anchored as he leaned on. He wasn't bothered at all by how that made him look. Cheap he was, unashamed of it he also was. Finding good deals was something he advocated on a daily basis. Alcohol was no different, especially since he wasn't much of a cocktail drinker. Overpaying in bars was something he always looked to avoid, even though he had the means to afford any drink he wanted.<br/><br/>"Whiskey sour?" the barmaid suggested after giving him a judgmental look. Nobody liked cheap customers.<br/><br/>Xander considered that option for a second, before nodding in agreement and giving a 'go ahead' sign with his left hand with a move of his wrist. It definitely wasn't the cheapest, but it was close enough at less than $10 with tip. In New York it would have ended up over $10 anywhere, plus this was a Hilton Hotel bar, not some shady bar lost in Queens where he and Fanny usually hang out at. A beer would have been the most likely 'cheapest' option, but Xander did say 'cocktail'. A beer didn't seem like a good choice of drink in the context of a formal event, as Xander deemed it too casual.<br/><br/>He glanced around the counter to see people were generally on cocktails, confirming his assumption. He spotted Katie and lifted his head slightly, smiling, noticing she was talking with a guy that looked familiar. Then again, who didn't look familiar at a reunion? Those thick eyebrows... Ruben? He looked classy, Xander was impressed. Most people at the reunion seemed to be doing well for themselves, or perhaps pretend to, while it also made sense for those who weren't doing well to not show up at all.<br/><br/>Once his drink was done, paid and in his hand, Xander took a sip and rolled the liquid in his mouth with his tongue, savoring it. Verdict: a good choice.<br/><br/>He then walked over to Katie and Ruben, hearing the former mention getting a Greek God, while realizing the latter was drinking white wine.<br/><br/>"Ah, shit, could've got some wine, didn't think of it," Xander said to no one in particular. Second verdict: a decent but not optimal choice. It would have to do, though. "How are your drinks?"