Charles wasn't much of a drinker, but he still occasionally drank, now was one of those times and knowing you were a bartender he went to the saloon you worked in.

Charles passed a coin, ordering a beer and thanking you once it was handed to him, he stayed at the bar, though.

He easily leant on the bar, popping the cork out of the bottle and taking a swig, looking ti you again as you served other people.

He knew there were other patrons, though. And you had to satisfy those other customers.