Was the attraction to the old time decor a sign that me may be up there in years and past the point of being hip? Rich would argue that was far from the case, considering the Shady Lady Saloon was one of Esquires top twenty-five bars in America, and was on the Playboy list of Bar’s We Love, making it one of the hottest spots in town. A few smooth words got Rich a seat in the lounging area, where he sat in an ornate red velvet chair
Maybe this place isn't so bad.The large lounging form thought as he settled in the seat, leaning back and raising his first drink of the night to his lips. The Chauffeur they called it, and on his first sip he could taste the espresso liqueur dance with the cognac and bitters, earning the drink a pleasant sigh of approval. As the alcohol entered his system he soon felt the gentle warmth flow through his body and urge his tense body to relax. He moved to cross a leg over his knee, using the now raising leg as a place to rest the base of his glass while it was in his hand as he noticed the ice tremble, but refused to let that ruin his night.
Rich wore a pair of fitted dark navy denim jeans, with fashionable wear visible in a few spots which was paired with a simple black t-shirt tucked in, with a deep red sports coat. Accessorized with this came a gold chain, and watched with leather strap, diamond studs in his ears, and of course a killer pair of kicks.
Following a day of unpacking, and reorganizing his new home the bar scene was a welcome change.