Finally his feet stopped him in front of a club he hadn't noticed before, Le Papillion Noir.
He wasn't sure about entering but since his feet refused to carry him further Nick simply shrugged and went inside.
It wasn't crowded, yet, so he chose a seat at bar.
He was glad to be left alone by some of his 'work' allies.
He wasn't type of guy to cause trouble despite general opinion.
After moments he turned his attention back to bar trying to decide what would make the strongest possible drink...
She sat down at the bar, Gabrielle instantly sliding a fruity cocktail towards her. The blonde gave a nod of thanks, taking a sip. She was a bit bored, currently. Felix had the night off, so she didn't even have anyone to chat with.
That's when she noticed an attractive-looking male at the bar, who was obviously mulling over a drink choice. "Can't make up your mind, huh?" she greeted him, with a soft chuckle.
He smiled sheepishly and gave a slight nod.
"Well kinda trying to decided what's the strongest you got here." he said trying not to sound too weird. Usually he didn't drink in public but today he didn't care.
"Guess I'm taking both then. Really need some fuel to cheer up." Nick smiled. "Well, too sad bouncers don't know me. They'd be my friends instead." the dark haired man joked. He knew some bouncers that came to his boxing club and some even came to closed events as boxers. But probably these were too neat for that.
"A whiskey and a vodka," she said to the bar-girl. When the drinks came up, she grinned at Daniel. "Pick your poison, and let's drink," she said cheerfully.
"Yeah, I'm thirsty." Nicholas grinned, taking his 'poison'.
"You serve absinthe here?" the young man wondered. He suddenly remembered he had a bottle at home he planned to end up the other day but with bank people bugging him forgot.
Not bad company. At least so far. Hopefully it doesn't get worse as the night wears on...
At his next question, she shook her head. "No, sorry. A very selective clientèle, with that drink. Not enough people buy it for us to make any profit. However, if you become a regular here, I might have to look into investing in it," she added with a cheeky smile and a suggestive eyebrow raise.
He shall thank the stars and his legs for leading him right here. Nick started really enjoy this night.
"So if I keep returning there might be a nice green drink waiting for me one day?" he asked in a husky voice, keeping smile on.
At his next words, the blonde laughed again. "If you keep returning then maybe at some point a nice green drink will indeed be waiting for you. You might go broke before that happens though," she added with a slight raise of an eyebrow. "After all, the girls all have rent to pay." It was something that she as an owner tried to encourage - customers tipping her girls. After all, they were up there working their butts off; it wasn't fair for the customers to get a free show. Especially since hardly any of the money made by the bar each night went to them.
"Ah." Nick laughed. "It's always the same everywhere. Don't worry I'll make sure my little fortune is at arm's length when I keep returning. Because it looks like I'm going to make this as my new hideout and relaxation place." dark haired man grinned charmingly with a wink of his eye.
He'll make sure the guys at club knows about this place.
At his next words, Juliet grinned. She loved it when the club managed to get regulars. Especially when they weren't utter sleazes as well. Sure, it was too early to tell just yet, but Juliet had a feeling that the impression she currently held of him was the correct one. "Brilliant," she shot back with a charming grin. "Bring your friends along next time and first round of drinks are on me. And if you come here often enough, well, we might be able to reserve the VIP spot for you," she added, with a nod in the direction of the VIP section. Comfy leather chairs, further away from the music so you could actually chat but not far enough to miss out on the show, and even a fireplace for when Winter struck; it was the perfect spot if this handsome stranger wanted to visit again. She ordered a wine and a beer, sliding the latter over to him when it arrived before standing up. "C'mon."
He'd been into business long enough to know better than make much fuss about it, first time it caused enough problems to last lifetime in jail which Nicolas managed to avoid narrowly. So much for the society's wellness.
Nick returned equally bright grin, "I'll do my best. Can't let such nice place unexplored. I'm already inclined to reserve a spot by the fireplace come the winter" he added. Winters were his worst time of the year, although he wasn't really that old at all but there was few bones in his body that truly disregarded the year's coldest season. So the thought about having a drink by the fireplace or lounging in the comfy seats already warmed his body.
So returning from his brief fantasy, he grabbed his drink with a bright smile, that possibly could warm the whole swimming pool, and joined the woman, "Alright, coming."