Mike shrugs, he wasn't really feeling up to the task of trying to calm someone down, nor prove that the place was safe. He turned around, Kane immediately catching his eye. He approached Kane, Mike thought he looked pissed off, but it's not like that stopped him anyway. Mike sat next to Kane at the end of the bar, "Oi! Jason! Gimme' a lemonade, 'eah?", within a moment of speaking, a can was rolling down the bar. Mike cracked the seal, the can hissing for just a moment, Mike taking a sip. "Thanks!".
Mike then turned to Kane, one arm on the bar. "So, what's ya story then?"
