[ Sylvain had mingled for a little bit the first part of the night, but he'd gotten antsy and Mags had looked like she had her hands full, so after grabbing a bite to eat, he gives up on being a guest and slides back behind the back behind the bar to lend a hand and keep the alcohol flowing.
Which was pretty necessary when you first arrived, if his own arrival was anything to go by. It had been A Lot to take in.
But he's already filling a glass when one of the unfamiliar faces here tonight wanders up to the bar and introduces himself. Sliding the glass atop the countertop to him with a playful wink, he props his elbows atop the bar with a grin. ]
Sylvain. Nice to meet you, Len. [ Although his question has him thinking, face screwed up as he counts backwards. ] Mmmm, 'bout six moons now, I think. Give or take a week. Not as long as some but still feels a lot longer than it could, you know?
throughout the night
Which was pretty necessary when you first arrived, if his own arrival was anything to go by. It had been A Lot to take in.
But he's already filling a glass when one of the unfamiliar faces here tonight wanders up to the bar and introduces himself. Sliding the glass atop the countertop to him with a playful wink, he props his elbows atop the bar with a grin. ]
Sylvain. Nice to meet you, Len. [ Although his question has him thinking, face screwed up as he counts backwards. ] Mmmm, 'bout six moons now, I think. Give or take a week. Not as long as some but still feels a lot longer than it could, you know?