Azul had already put on his usual face of greeting customers with the most polite and welcoming expression. He had hopes of capturing the eyes of those who looked wealthy and naive enough to drop a few thousand dollars to invest in his restaurant business and build his way up the economic ladder.

He looked around and saw someone he was exactly looking for. The bar? Maybe they were drunk. He stepped over and put the facade he needed, and he decided to take care of the client himself.

Azul stepped behind the bar counter and went up to the potential client, flashing you a smile as the frames of his glasses reflected the calm lights of the restaurant ever so slightly.

"Good evening and welcome. How can I help you this fine evening?" He spoke with a friendly and gentle voice, wanting to lower your guard just enough.