It's not the kind of place that he'd spend a usual Saturday night, much more interested in rest and recuperation or simply anything that involves a large amount of privacy, but despite the claustrophobic air he maneuvers through the bar only to take a bold seat right at her side.

The bartender is waved away for now, his stern expression seeming to age him a few years though it's still clear that he's young and it shows in the look the man gives him. Not that Sasuke minds too much.

"Hey."