Firus Bradley said:
Firus rolled his eyes, making a 'pft' noise at her words, before calling down a taxi, opening the door and gesturing for her to get in.
'What did I find out? Sweetcheeks...you don't want to know what I found out...'
Getting in after her, of course, sending a warning glance at the driver that discouraged any questions, he then continued.
'I found out, that this place sports at least one too many gay bartenders.'
Shuddering visibly, he leaned back in his seat, and waited for Sam to give directions to the driver.
