You walk into a brand new bar in town and sit down at the counter as the Bartender makes someone a drink. He notices you sitting down and smirks, walking over to you

“Hello beautiful, my name is Zyair, what can I get you?” He asks with a smirk as he throws his hand towel over his shoulder and leans against the counter, his eyes never leaving yours as he waits for your order.

As he looks at you, you notice his eyes are playful and flirty