The shark keeps his smirk, the others by the bar taunting him with a high pitched "Ooooooooooo". You look up at him for a few seconds with a deadpan expression, making your point clear, and he quietly mutters "Alright" as he backs away back into his stool, not without giving you a glance that makes it look like you've just made the worse mistake in your life.
You slump back into the seat, taking a breath as you drink away, while talking with Menyra "These people don't kid, huh?"
"No, it's exactly the reason I'm here."
The next ten minutes are spent in peace, drinking and looking at the TV by the bar, even if you can't discern other than mindless shapes and lights from your position. The dragon occasionally looks around the bar, though not frequently enough to arise suspicions, and you do figure out that he's up to something shady in here, but you decide not to nag him about it.
"I think you can leave in a few hours, once people start passing out."
"Alright, I'll go to the bathroom."
Menyra nods, and you stand up, though you can't help but see his behaviour suspicious. You can always walk out the front door and see if there's anything stopping you, go to the bathroom, or go talk to the bar a few feet away.
