Seeing that the bartender has gone to see to his order, Max turns, leaning back against the counter as he surveys the room.  Just Urianus, and the usual crowd of riff-raff that is always in here.  Although one seems to be interested in him.  A soft growl to the man seated next to him, and a gesture to her towards the suddenly vacant seat.  Having the feeling that he has seen her somewhere.  But, at the moment, unsure where.