Devine intervention

"Best we sell" he grinned as he shoved the young man his drink. It was not, truly- Nick could pick any of the cheaply made drinks and call it their best when some lucky-born bastard with money came in. Reeking of money made by their daddy's, looking in the lower ring for some excitement that would never be found up above- where prejudice was as big as their wallets could stretch. Nick had seen it many times before- youth trying to escape their demanding parents, rebelling against those who cushion every part of their lives with golden sheets. He didn't feel bad when he sold them overpriced gutter water.  After all- he wasn't lying- opinions differed, out there should at least be one person that had an appetite for the junk.

Nick smiled before turning away from them, a cloth in hand with which he cleaned out one of the many pint glasses that were resting on the bar. His smile turning into quite a grin as he listened in on the young men behind him, each coming up with an even better idea on how to get robbed. He doubted if they'd even had step out of the place for it. But he wouldn't keep an eye on it, especially not when Xander stepped in via the barely visible backdoor. Nick smiled, putting down his glass before meeting him in the backroom of his father's bar. Entrusting his coworker at the bar to pick up the load. "Oi mate" he greeted him whilst leaning his elbow on one of the many crates that were stored there, "I'd hoped to run into you today- i feel lucky" he continued with a wink. Holding up a box of cards

+Xander

Such drama. Nick raised his eyebrows slightly as he watched the guy in front of him take off his gloves as though he was some edgy book character. Answering with a shake of his head not limited to just his imagination- perhaps if life hadn't thrown them scraps Xander could have pursued a career as an actor in the theatre or even better,  in politics. Nick loved it though, it made Xander stand out in the underground of Alderrath- it had a certain class to it that not many could afford. The regular man would be better off hiding among the many- Xander however had no such need for secrecy. Anyone messing with him would be made to regret it.

When Xander was finally done with his little performance Nick chuckled, laying down the cards upon the box between them, a playful glimmer sliding over his deep blue eyes when the older man in front of him pushed him to keep talking. Nick was happy to oblige- " Lets see, i arranged to meet with the duke's wife in the theatreee" he grinned with a chuckle. The two of them had met not all that long ago, and a striking conversation had kept them lingering around each other ever since. " And we're good money out front with all these new students coming in from the countryside, rich fuckers seeing this place as some kind of zoo, a learning experience for those wishing to be perceived as humble men whilst holding their glasses with a hanker chief between them and the glass"