Pulling his head back before a chuckle, aerelm was about to start his next sentence when the elevator doors opened, so instead he put the pad back in his bag and stepped out of the elevator without a word, taking a turn left and then looking over his shoulder to make sure the woman was following,
"You'll find the bar comparably more... uhh, "luxurious" than the rest of this place, but it's still a bar nonetheless, so we can talk but we'll have to keep it down."
Pulling a keycard out of his pocket and using it to open the door at the end of the hallway, the two entered what looked more like a restaurant than an actual bar, but apparently served nothing but the same bottle of beer the very few people around the few occupied tables were drinking.
"I would've invited you to my own place, but it's undergoing what they call renovation but I prefer to call trying to make my ears bleed, so... This place has to do instead."
