In the city's high-end bar, the atmosphere was rather quiet and appeared proper. There wasn't a large crowd around in the day time. But the patrons of this bar weren't normal people. Every single one of them was dressed in an attire fit for a party. But considering their status in society, they were dressed rather humbly.
The bar didn't have the hubbub of usual bars. It was a sophisticated bar where a piece of soft music was playing just to fill the eerie silence but not loud enough to disturb the customers.
Dylan leaned on the bar and lolled his head to one side. The impression he gave one was of a heartbroken person. The bar-tender was there to take his order in a flash. Seeing Dylan's face, his eyes widened momentarily before he composed himself.
