Marcus gives the guy at the door a smile and nod as he walks into The Forge. He really hopes that he's been coming here long enough to be recognized by most of the staff by now. If not, the crates of scrap metal in his arms and the toolbelt around his waist might be enough to clue them in to his intentions. After all, the elemental really doesn't want to have to set down his heavy burden just to show his ID. However, if that is what is required, he'll do it without grumbling... too much. Once past security, the crafty elemental heads straight over to the work area under the mezzanine and sets down the two fully loaded crates next to the locked gate in the chain link fence surrounding it. His fingertips brush the metal chain that holds it closed and Marcus is tempted for split second to simply open it his way. However, deciding that would be rude, he drops his hand and walks over to the bar instead. Once Duncan arrives, he'll unlock it, so there's no need for the elemental to be so impatient. After getting the bartender's attention, Marcus orders a Stella and waits for his buddy to join him.
I wonder if anyone's playing tonight?