It had been a slow night at the bar, Domonic could only assume it was because most people had not gotten off work quiet yet, or maybe they were on holidays doing something far better than drinking their sorrows away like most of the people here often did. The music was slow and playing both new and old classics that he liked to put on, no weird suggestions from some of the others.

You, however, had just walked in out of the bustling city life and into the rather gloomy place that your date had recommended. Your date was a man close to your age and seemed okay enough but didn't have that undeniable spark that you had been looking for. He did give you some bad vibes. "Over there." Quinn said, his hand going to your lower back and forcing you towards the bar stools.

Domonic sighed softly as he wiped down the bar again, followed by the glasses while staring around at some of the small groups and other loud ones. He stared at two people walking in and blinked a few times, wondering if they were even of age and tempted to ask for their ID. He noticed the man, and he was a regular but a total ass, Quinn was one of those kinds of men that thought anyone was lower than him. He felt bad for the poor person he dragged along with him.

"Hey, Quinn. What can I get you and your friend?" Domonic asked and threw the rag over his shoulder and leaned against his side of the counter with a slight eyebrow raise. "Just a whiskey on the rocks and they'll get a..." Quinn started.