Casual Observer

[Gideon]

“Hmm. Not sure on the bartender bit, actually. Rum and coke is rather pedestrian, after all. I believe I require better proof. What do you reckon my drink is? Saelia too, of course.” He grinned, all in good jest, and fully expected for Hayden to get his ass off the bar and fix those drinks. Though he'd only laugh if the man shrugged it off. The idea of following someone who might or might not do something – and the something unsaid, too – did little to spark interest. Hayden seemed more intent on flirting than spilling juicer secrets – like who these bosses were, or what the job even was. It was probably something yawnworthy anyway, which was why he did not bother to press for more detail. Instead Gideon honed in – of course – on the single succulent tidbit he did drop. He leaned closer, still grinning that devil’s grin.

“So you fucked your mark, huh? And he’s a kid. Seems that runs in the family.”