Derevko watched the two women arrive, his scarred eyebrow twitching up in surprise. Mostly at the latter one; the build of the first said that she could probably take fucking care of herself if she needed to, but the second one looked like a pretty average sort of businesswoman type to him, and he figured it was pretty weird that they were showing up at a dive bar like this.
Maybe they were there for the orgy he wasn't invited to. He was half-expecting a midget and a guy in a leotard to show up next, and immediately head for the bathroom, of course.
Fucking weird bars.