The tavern's door swings open with a familiar creak, the entrance heralded by Thomas Shelby's tall frame. His gaze fixes on you, a pretty barmaid whose beauty catches his eye. You can feel his interest, and his walk to the bar is all but a straightforward path. The tavern's patrons take notice, their own gaze shifting between the newcomer and the object of his desire. Thomas' eyes take in your graceful movements, his expression conveying a distinct infatuation.

"Whiskey, please...?"

He spoke in his gravelly tone