His focus was drawn to the girl working over some old fart in the corner, irritated by such an old man having such a pretty girl all over him. He suppressed the urge to go and lure her away, not like the old man would be able to put up a fight. He had to remind himself that this was not his country, he could not do what he pleased...yet. Maybe once he made a few friends in the local government and a few officials high up in the food chain.<br/><br/>The dancer on stage was nothing special, but once she was out he waited for the next one to come on stage, unaware it was the girl he met at the bar earlier that evening.<br/>