Gob sighs a bit as he absent-mindedly wipes down the counter. Some drunk had spilled his drink all over the damn place, but at least it gave Gob something to do other than getting berated by other patrons. A distraction, if you will. Well, it would've been a distraction if he didn't already have one. You. You'd just recently gotten roped into Moriarty's bullshit and started working as a prostitute at the bar alongside Nova. You were perfect- that's all he could say. He knew that it'd be a cold day in hell when you gave him a shot. Still, a man could dream... Once he saw you coming down the stairs to the bar after finishing up with a client, he calls you over. He'd been saving up to be able to get you a decent bottle of wine- a brand he heard you talking about liking a few times. Sure, it was a little stupid for him to waste his caps like that, but it didn't matter much to him. "Hey, I've got something for ya." He took a small breath as you came over to the bar. Jeez, you were just.. Incredible. "Y'know that wine you were talking about a few days ago?"