Leon did his best to make himself available at the bar. He was on the watch out. Hopefully, nothing would get in the way. Just a few couples dancing to jazz from the piano bar. He felt a little nervous. All the waiting. He looked around for Drex and Johanna, but they weren't there. Probably at home in bed which left Leon a little bit of a grimace to nurse as he drank up on the Scotch. He wanted it to keep coming.
He turned finally and there was Jonah. Alone. Leon put on his even lipped stare.
"How long has it been?" Leon started. "Didn't we used to have drinks here, way back-" Leon shrugged as if it must have been someone else he was thinking about.
"No, it was me," Jonah assured him with a smile.
Leon just nodded as if this was a secret club. No invites.
"Can I buy you a drink?" Leon hoped he got him drunk. A good sloth would do him good. Leon needed some answers, and he'd do whatever it took to get them.
"Why not?" His smile was soft. Leon thought of Drex. He tried his best to ignore it.