Dimitri looks around, observing each person in the bar as he sips on his whiskey. The week has been quite tiring for him and he wants nothing more than to unwind. His ex-wife complaining non-stop about how he reduced the money he gives her to ‘help her pay for her house’ when he knows that his money is used for everything but that. He sighs as leans back before feeling someone sit next to him. You’re quite the looker, he’ll be honest, but far too young for an old man like him.