Eames doesn't come to Guilty Pleasures for Jean-Claude; he comes because the dancers are beautiful and so very skilled. Because the drinks are good and the atmosphere is so much nicer and classier than one might expect from the phrase 'vampire owned strip club'. He's always friendly and chatty with the staff and he's here often enough that a few of them seem to be genuinely friendly with him rather than professionally so.
It's a nice place, he likes it.
Still, it's hard not to notice the owner looking so morose, even in his beautiful establishment, and so Eames takes his drink (an excellent Old Fashioned, that bartender is something,) and walks himself over to Jean-Claude's booth. He doesn't wait to be invited, just slides into a seat, still looking at the stage instead of the man he's joining.
"A horse walks into a bar," he says soft, voice low and head tilted in Jean-Claude's direction, "the bartender asks, 'why the long face?'"
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It's a nice place, he likes it.
Still, it's hard not to notice the owner looking so morose, even in his beautiful establishment, and so Eames takes his drink (an excellent Old Fashioned, that bartender is something,) and walks himself over to Jean-Claude's booth. He doesn't wait to be invited, just slides into a seat, still looking at the stage instead of the man he's joining.
"A horse walks into a bar," he says soft, voice low and head tilted in Jean-Claude's direction, "the bartender asks, 'why the long face?'"