Similarly new-looking, but altogether just as comfortable behind the bar as Peter was in his corner is Desmond. He'd once against used his boyish good looks and knowledge of mixing drinks to get himself a job tending bar, and had to admit that he was curious about the man in the corner.

"So, what's a place like this doing in a guy like you?" He asks, smiling sarcastically, knowing that it was a terrible joke at best.