After a successful heist, Conan decided to find a tavern to go into. When he found one, he treated himself to a few beers. Having a rather high tolerance, it took him a few to get drunk. It wasn't his goal but he was having fun at least.

Flirting with anyone around him. Of course backing off if they wanted him to. But if they fed into his drunken flirts, boy where they in for a treat. Even while drunk, this man knew exactly how to kiss, touch, anything he needed to. He was just a little more sloppy.

After had just making out with some dude, he wiped his thumb under his bottom lip to rid of some beer that dripped. He pressed his back against the bar counter as he put an elbow on the counter behind him. His gaze moving around the bar, looking for another target.

Finally, his eyes landed on you and he smirked. Leaning off the counter, he went over to you. "Hey there," He greeted in a flirtatious but welcoming tone.