Adam
"If I am theres always another bullet in the chamber." Adam shot back, though he paused after, not sure if he was really painting the best picture of himself with that retort.
The bartender, like all good ones did, seemed able to follow his changes in mood. He looked up to study Ezra, sure he knew what the man's 'skills' were. He seemed flirty, sexy...he probably had skills similar to Adam's own. And while those things seemed very transferable, in somewhere as grey and dreary as Sanctuary, he knew how it felt to have your talents go unappreciated.
"Oh, Vervain, right? Or..." He frowned, trying to remember something he'd been told several nights and drinks ago. "Is it Edy now...? She's alright, but she'd be exhausting after too long, I reckon. You'd be better off with me, sweet stuff." Winking, he knocked back his drink.
"I mean...for real, if you wanna sneak off to a back room...I can show you some of my skills."
men, they say a lot of foolish things
And in the end the only words
I can find to believe in are mine
And in the end the only words
I can find to believe in are mine
