Doc Marcus shook the hand and shrugged lightly, motioning to a seat as if asking if it was taken. "Sure, why not?" he said with a chuckle. "A beer would be great," he said to the bartender before returning his attention to the remarkably young man who worked directly for the Mayor.
"And not to worry, this was mostly a social call." Ryan chuckled. "I thought I'd come by and introduce myself - I'm one of the physician principals at WestLife Medical," he said by way of explanation as to why he had approached. WestLife, like every large business, had business with the municipality, and good relationships between the City and one's corporation always made things nice and smooth. "How are you enjoying the party?" He flashed the man a cordial smile.
Strange; Ryan could see such a young man here, but think him entirely too old for this gathering.
Irina, since I'm at the bar, can I roll to notice the weirdness going on between the weird guy and the bartender, or is my initial fail it for me?