The peaceful Downeaster song made it rather clear to see which of the men were true sailors, for although many of the men couldn't help but stare and grin lustfully as Mina sang the tune, there were still quite a few who simply sat back wistfully, staring off into space with a look of nostalgia.  The man who seemed to recognize the name Graybeard was included among those, and even he fell into a peaceful calm as the music curled through the bar.  The bartender wasn't among them.<br/><br/>When the song grew more upbeat, however, the music changed drastically, filling the bar with stares as Mina swayed to the beat.  The casually-dressed man couldn't help but rise from his seat, following over to Mina to join in the dance.  Although he seemed to lack any great deal of dancing experience, he was more than happy to let her lead the way and follow her motions, soon grinning as he let the beat sway him.<br/><br/>At the question of 8-Ball, the bartender glanced over, shaking his head.  "Ah, that's just 8-Ball, one of Big Jim's boys.  I think your friend has things under control, though I'll want the money for that table."  As she mentioned about lying, however, the bartender just sighed, shaking his head and trying to hide his heartbreaking disappointment.  "Just a tease, huh?" he accused Layla.  "Figures; should have known you were too high-class to get for free."  He started to go back to his other customers who have been waiting a while, proving that he had nothing else to offer, since he certainly would have given it over if he did.