"You say that to all the people who buy you drinks?" He mused, glint in his eye. Still, he would have just taken the drink and then laughed at the sucker, if anyone had been nice to him. Swivelling in his chair a little, his gaze drifted between the woman sitting next to him and the crowd - John liked to have a clear line of sight.

"So what did you think of the band?" There was an arch to his eyebrow that suggested he was fishing for compliments, but in a sardonic way. If she was gonna gush, he wouldn't take it seriously, and if she was gonna be critical, well, it wasn't anything he hadn't thought himself.