<strong>Daniel Vanderholt -- At The Bar -- Utterly Confused...But Hey Let's Roll With It</strong><br/><br/>Daniel had a momentary look of confusion before masking it with a carefree laugh, "I'm not Selena? Do you want me to?  I believe I have some rather fetching pieces back aboard my vehicle if you want me to model for you."  What on earth had gotten into the bartender? The mask was making it hard to gauge just what landmine Daniel had stepped on to set him off.  Daniel shrugged, it was a big enough world to have to worry about why some bartender had it out for him.  As long as it didn't turn into a vendetta, Daniel really didn't care.  He had enough enemies as it was that he didn't need another one.<br/><br/>When Selena started to talk to the bartender, Daniel lifted his hand and waved it dismissively.  "Don't worry about it, Selena.  I wasn't in the mood for drink anyway."  He turned his back to the bar to devote his attentions to Bahl and Selena, "Mephiston old chap, tell me are you working any new project?"