Tristan pours her a drink but tells her after seeing her light a cigarette with her finger that he may have had to much to drink.  

Armin needed a drink after a dealing that went bust for reasons unknown to him. He had to smarten up if he was to ever survive out here.

He took a seat at the bar, placed two coins down and ordered, "Whiskey. Straight."

Tristan poured the gentlemen a Whiskey Straight and asked the young man was he okay then he went back to wiping down the bar.  

The local bar was semi packed when Shirou walked in through the doors. By his side was his partner Holli_Would looking gorgeous as always. Shirou scanned the face of the occupants discreetly, trying to find the man they were here to meet up with but he was nowhere to be seen. "Shall we have a drink while we wait for Hank to show up?" he asked Holli.

The two of them headed to the far end of the bar which had a couple of empty seat. He helped Holli up on to a bar stool before taking a seat beside her. Looking at the menu he noticed that every drink cost the same, fifty cents, but he couldn't decide what to order. "How about you pick a drink for us Holli," he smiled at her and slid his hand inside his coat, fishing for a dollar bill. His hands brushed against a piece of paper, an important letter, which he cherished and carried with him wherever he went. 

When he finally found the dollar bill he slide it across the bar to the bartender and turned to Holli, "What are you in the mood for hun?"

The world star hiphop legend Druglord Had spotted an opportunity. This place was a known hotspot for some of the worlds mafioso/mafiosa (mafiosa?? is that the feminine version of that word? anyways Druglord is quite sexist so shouldn't be spending his time worrying about his bitches preferred occupational titles). 

Outside of Tristan 's bar he has taken control of a corner and began shouting at passerbys.

Come on man I know you are thirsty, You didn't get to unload your gun today? come unload your love gun all other lil Ethel (no relation to Ethel_Scroggins)... well fuck you, you come here wanting a free ride? Ill fuck you up.

Hey man have I got a good time for you! See that fine piece over there? $100 will get you all night with her.

Tristan was now sitting at a table talking with a few of his customers.   They were drinking scotch and talking about events that occured a few blocks away about a week ago.  Tristan looked at them as they spoke about a botched job that could have been very profitable.  Tristan smirked as he listened.   He didn't speak much but did ask a few questions on hw the job failed.  

Holli settled onto the bar stool and was already reading the sign behind the bar when Shirou turned towards her asking her to pick their drinks. "Hmm, what are you in the mood for hun?" she asked him, still reading from the list, "...Old Fashioned, Gin Rickey, Side Car, Bee's Knees...The cocktails all sound yummy." Turning her gaze to the waiting bartender, Holli gave him their order. "I'll have a Gin Rickey, sweetened please, and my partner here will have an Old Fashioned." She was chuckling as she turned to face  Shirou, who sat there laughing as well, and the pair shared the inside joke.

In no time, their drinks were served. She licked at the salted rim of her cocktail then took a sip. It was cool and delicious, with the perfect blend of sweet and salty. 

Settling back on her stool, she casually peered around the room. Finally her curiosity got the better of her and she asked Shirou, " So who is Hank and why are we meeting him here?"

"Old fashioned am I?" Shirou smirked as he picked up his drink and raised it towards her. He sipped his drink slowly, enjoying the warmth of the whiskey. With his fingers he picked the cherry that was part of his drink by the stem. He popped the cherry into his mouth and savored it before answering her.

"Hank..," he began, lowering his voice, "is the guy who oversees the loading of the product from the drug lab. I have met him just once when I visited the place last month. He's a scary looking guy." Shirou turned his gaze towards the door where a big burly man had just walked in, "Speak of the devil." He waved Hank over.

Hank lumbered towards the bar in their direction. His hair was slicked back and he had a light blue shirt with coffee stains on them. "Get rid of the dame, we have urgent matter to discuss," he drawled.

"This dame is my partner. Whatever you got to say, you say to both of us." 

Hank glared at Holli_Would before speaking. "Its about Pete, your driver."

"What about Pete?" Shirou raised an eyebrow.

"I think he is stealing from us."

Shirou looked at him in disbelief. Pete was a smart young kid who was always friendly with him. Shirou liked the kid. Slowly he turned to Holli. "Pete wouldn't... would he?"

Tristan looked up and saw a couple of members that ran in the same circles as he did.  He signal the bartender letting him know that Holli-Wood and her friend drinks were on the house.   Tristan went back to talking with the guys at the table he was seated with as they explained on about the heist that went bad.  

Charmander laughs and smiles seeing him freak out..

Holli wasn't used to being treated so rudely by men. The moment that Hank walked over and glared at her, she knew that he was trouble and she instantly didn't like him. She had a sense like that about people. She gave him her bitch face look to let him know that she wasn't impressed. The sooner they were done with this meeting, the better, she thought.

Following the conversation between Shirou and Hank, she grew incredulous. Pete? No way, she couldn't believe it! But then there was that conversation that she had overheard the other day at 'Sips'...

"Pete is a good kid but I heard that he's been secretly seeing the youngest daughter of a ruthless Underboss and that she might be," she lowers her voice into barely a whisper, "pregnant." I also heard that they want to elope. Maybe he's stealing the money to flee the country?"

Hank banged his big fist on the bar counter in rage. "That fucking kid is dead."

Shirou narrowed his eyes and watched Hank who was fuming, his face red with rage. "I'm gonna kill him," Hank stated and stood up to leave.

"Sit ," Shirou said in a calm manner but the chilling look in his eyes made Hank sit back down on his stool. "We are the ones who employed Pete and we will be the ones to deal with him. Is that clear?" 

Hank gave a reluctant nod.

"Now leave us," Shirou said then turned his attention towards Holli. "If what you heard is indeed true then we have a problem on our hands hun. And the faster we deal with it the better." he swirled his drink around, deep in thought. "Isn't Pete coming by later tonight to pickup the new shipment. In which case, we can settle this matter once and for all tonight."

Holli was relieved when Hank stormed out of the bar. Clearly he didn't like getting dismissed. Too bad for him, she thought sarcastically. The guy was a class-A jerk. She hoped they never had to deal with him again!

Replying, she said, "Yes Shirou. The meeting is all set for midnight. Pete better be ready to answer some serious questions!"

She drank the rest of her Gin Rickey then slid her empty glass over to the bartender along with a smile and a nice tip. "Sorry for the way that big brute acted."

Shirou helped her off the bar stool then she took his arm to leave. As they were walking towards the exit, she spotted the owner Tristan at a table with a couple of other men. 

"Hello Tristan. Shirou and I would like to thank you for the drinks on the house. Please be sure to come by Licks & Sips sometime so that we can return the favour. Have a nice evening gentlemen," she said with a nod.

Then the young pair walked out, heads bent together, whispering.

Tristan looked at @Hollo_Would as she thanked him for the drinks.  When she told him to stop by Licks and Sips he told her he would be there tomorrow night but she had to promise to have brandy on hand.  Then he thanked her for the invite.  Tristan then watched them walk away and he went back to the conversation with the old men at the table. 

Cassi stood outside the door of Tristan's Bar. It looked as good a place as any to sit down and enjoy a drink or two. With her belly full from the delicious pancakes at Cepheus' place, she was ready to unwind from the day. And hopefully enjoy some conversation with her friend if he could get away from his business. 

Stepping inside, the atmosphere was nice and light. Soft music played in there background as people say around drinking, laughing and telling stories. Cassi smiled and walked over, taking a seat at the bar. Slipping some money from her purse, she slid it across the bar and asked the bartender for a double whiskey. Turning around, she watched the room as she waited for her drink. 

His hope seemed to be waning fast but he was more determined than ever to find Cassi and have that drink with her. There were so many bars around the town... but could Tristan's Bar be the one? Surely not, but he had already been inside eight others and this was the last one on this particular block so it was worth a shot. Opening the doors up he suddenly saw her sitting there and decided to play it as cool as possible, pretending to have known the whole time where she would be.

"Oh hello there, Cassi. Funny seeing you here."

Nailed it. Sitting down beside her on one of the nearby stools, he placed a couple dollars onto the counter itself and looked at the bartender.

"I'll take something with mint. I'm feeling minty, I think.", unsure of what he had just ordered he didn't really care. All that mattered was he made it on time and Cassi wasn't aware of anything that had just happened, now to start the conversation off with something inconspicuous so that she didn't question what took him so long.

"My car blew up."

Well he tried... sitting there with a slight grimace on his face, he waited for her to respond to his clear and obvious lie while simultaneously waiting for the drink to arrive as well. Cepheus needed something to drink and fast. 

Cassi grinned as she saw Cepheus come in. She waited as he took a seat next to her and ordered his drink. 'Damn. Minty sounds good. Why didn't I think of that?' she thought to herself. The bartender had already set her drink in front of her and she was in the middle of taking a drink when Cepheus announced that his car exploded. She choked, trying not to spit her drink all over the place. Grabbing a napkin, she dabbed at her mouth, swallowing her drink. 

"Your... car... exploded?"

She tried to hide her amusement as best she could as she waited for him to explain further as the bartender set his drink in front of him. It really did look delicious. 

There were a few routes that he could take with this story and almost all of them ended with a lie which was about par for the course when Cepheus became stressed out about any given situation. Looking at her drink and then at his, he took a sip and used this time as a way to think about what to say next. The sip turned into a gulp which slowly morphed into downing the entire thing in one large chug, which left a quite pleasant mint taste in his mouth.

"One more of those, please."

Looking towards Cassi, he nodded. 

"Blew right up. Terrible. So I'm late, sorry about that."

Staring at his empty cup so that he could deny eye contact with her there was a bit of a silence in the air. Was she buying it? She didn't seem to be confused or upset, so maybe she bought it? Or was it all just too ridiculous to even comprehend? There were a lot of questions he should be asking himself in this moment but the main priority seemed to be in wondering when his next drink would arrive, and that's precisely when it did. 

Taking another swig he waited to hear what Cassi had to say about this. Would he be forced to come clean?!

Cassi watched as Cepheus downed his drink and then ordered another. She took a large pull from her own glass and signaled the bartender. 

"I'll have what he's having please."

Then she turned towards Cepheus with the most serious face she could muster. Speaking in a hushed, angry tone she said...

"Who the fuck would have done this to you?? We should find those bastards. Find them and blow their brains out! Make an example out of them. No one messes with my friend and gets away with it!"

Gulping into the drink as he downed it to the last drop there was a certain break in his voice with the next words that he said, "Well about that... I think they're far away from here now. I scared them off pretty good." Unsure of if this sounded realistic enough he showed off an old scar he got a couple days ago from trying to open a pretty strongly sealed jar.

"Gave me a good bashing, but you should see them."

Laughing awkwardly he slapped at the table to order a third round. Maybe they would both get so drunk that she would forget about this entire thing? It was worth a shot.

"Next two are on me!"