"Yes, yes. I am well aware..." He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. The worker that spoke to him left, as Xaj entered the bar. There, stood you. His favourite barman, though he'd never actually say so himself.

"Hey, sir. The usual, please." Xaj spoke, a small sigh leaving his lips, golden eyes peering at you longingly.

"How's you and your boyfriend?" He asked. How did he know...?