"Oh, it's him!"

"I heard he's associated with the Moriartys. He's such a handsome young man! Oh what I'd give to be with him.."

Excited mutters from a few women could be heard in the pub as Bonde stepped inside. He knew that his male appearance was quite fancied by women, and that was exactly why he was here.

After all, who could say no to such divine ladies? Or a handsome man, though seeing as everybody thought of him as a man, it was socially unwelcome. That didn't mean he didn't sometimes hook up with a man, though.

And he'd be damned to pass up the opportunity to approach a pretty woman like the one he had spotted from outside.

Bonde couldn't exactly deny he had liked her looks beforehand. Actually, the man had seen her a few times from outside or when on missions, and yet, he hadn't had the time nor courage to approach her.

Today, however, he decided to change just that. He would go up to her, and shamelessly start flirting. Because who was he to say no to a nice lady like her?

"A rather poor place for a fancy girl like you," Bonde flashed her a charming smile as he sat down across from her. "though I can't say I'm not ecstatic about seeing you here."