"Pretty good. Good cocktails." Victor followed the girl as she led them to their table, not overly bothered when a woman in very high heels and a lot of leather straps trailed a whip along his cheek and shoulder as he passed, although he had to grin when the whip hit Roman's ass. Pretty funny.

"You have sub vibes, Roman." Just felt as if he ought to be told. He wrapped an arm across the boy's shoulder and pulled him down with him as he took a seat, ordering the usual for himself, whatever that was.