And just like that, Vincent puts the interaction behind them. He's already a little iffy about hitting on people while they're working anyway, but he can tell that Irahl's starting to really settle back in his seat, and he doesn't want to go and disrupt something as hard-earned as that.

So he moves on. The bartender will stay a mystery and he'll keep talking about potato wedges.

"Nah man, cave shrimp s'posed to be softer than these. Most people don't eat 'em with the crunchy part still on." He chuckles, tosses a card down. Irahl's move.