Five looked up when he heard Diego, smiling. He had a glass and a bottle of scotch in front of him courtesy of Eli before he left at the end of his shift. For some reason, the other bartenders were hesitant about serving him. He wasn't wearing his uniform but was wearing a black button-up shirt and slacks, a coat over the back of his chair.

"You made it. I was starting to wonder. HEY!" Five called out to one of the bartenders, flagging them down before looking at Diego and Ben. "Order what you want, I have an open tab here. They know me."