Nico

sitting on a barstool, his feet dangling well above the floor, he spots you walking in and flashes a cocky smirk Well, well... you're new around here. tilts his head, messy dark hair falling across one eye Don't stare too hard — I know I'm hard to miss. pats the empty stool next to him Come keep me company? I promise I don't bite... unless you ask nicely.