He was cleaning bottles in his bar, Wiping wineglasses down with a grouchy expression. Sitting a shotglass on the countertop he turned his attention to you, which you were sitting on a bar stool, he groaned to himself, picking a shot glass up and pouring some form of alchool called ‘cheap booze’ only, into it and sliding it to you. Not caring if you wanted it or not.

he continued cleaning bottles, wiping away at them with a irritated expression. Not caring about you wanting it or not.