03-08-2024, 09:08 PM
Hayden laughed. He'd just gotten comfortable and now he was hopping off the bar to make more drinks. The duo had a few at Harbour House, and Hayden did like to remember drinks. But he didn't really care to impress him with his memory. He grinned at Saelia. "Our lovely Saelia is a Marveet -- Russian born of money. She drinks Vodka straight just like her daddy. But I think A Dirty Martini might be a bit more to the atmosphere right now."
Hayden took the moment to grab the bottle of high shelf Vodka and flipped it end over end, not spilling a drop from the spout. The bartender who stood by watching their little game nearly shit his pants as the $1000 bottle flipped and Hayden caught it effortlessly with a wink to the bartender. It wasn't his first time -- wouldn't be the last. One of Hayden's favorite things to do was show off.
He could make a Dirty Martini in his sleep and he pretended to yawn even as he flipped the dry vermouth. A little brine stirred and strained into an iced glass and dropped two olives into the glass before pushing the mixed drink on a napkin to the lovely lady with a bright smile.
He grinned at Gideon and put on the same show. "You I'm gonna make a Dark'n'Smokey." Dark run, ginger beer, all poured with the same flourish and panache as before maybe a little more flirting with it, but not with Gideon. He winked at Saelia to spread the love around.
Gideon leaned forward still sporting a grin that was surely up to no good inquiring about the only thing Hayden would talk about. Hayden was speaking before the words sunk in. "Fucked him several times, and when I say kid, I mean 22. Just a kid with all the grownups." It wasn't until he was spouting out Nox's age that the words hit him.
How the fuck did he know his past? Rather his father's past. The dirty secret they'd kept from him till he was ten fucking years old. He'd never told a soul. His parents paid good money to keep his birth a fucking secret. It registered for a minute moment before Hayden was smiling. "Runs in my family? You know something I don't?"
Hayden took the drink closer to Gideon and pressed the cold glass to the man's chest with a bright smile. "Seriously, what do you know?"
Hayden took the moment to grab the bottle of high shelf Vodka and flipped it end over end, not spilling a drop from the spout. The bartender who stood by watching their little game nearly shit his pants as the $1000 bottle flipped and Hayden caught it effortlessly with a wink to the bartender. It wasn't his first time -- wouldn't be the last. One of Hayden's favorite things to do was show off.
He could make a Dirty Martini in his sleep and he pretended to yawn even as he flipped the dry vermouth. A little brine stirred and strained into an iced glass and dropped two olives into the glass before pushing the mixed drink on a napkin to the lovely lady with a bright smile.
He grinned at Gideon and put on the same show. "You I'm gonna make a Dark'n'Smokey." Dark run, ginger beer, all poured with the same flourish and panache as before maybe a little more flirting with it, but not with Gideon. He winked at Saelia to spread the love around.
Gideon leaned forward still sporting a grin that was surely up to no good inquiring about the only thing Hayden would talk about. Hayden was speaking before the words sunk in. "Fucked him several times, and when I say kid, I mean 22. Just a kid with all the grownups." It wasn't until he was spouting out Nox's age that the words hit him.
How the fuck did he know his past? Rather his father's past. The dirty secret they'd kept from him till he was ten fucking years old. He'd never told a soul. His parents paid good money to keep his birth a fucking secret. It registered for a minute moment before Hayden was smiling. "Runs in my family? You know something I don't?"
Hayden took the drink closer to Gideon and pressed the cold glass to the man's chest with a bright smile. "Seriously, what do you know?"