Ben let Diego pull him along now, spotting Five after he did. He wandered over, taking a seat on the other side of Diego and leaned on the counter. "I made him walk it. Figured he wouldn't want to ride Bitch on my bike the first night here." He shot to Five.

As the tender came over he ordered a Whiskey Sour and intended to take it slow tonight. "Mister Big Shot over here has a tab. Fancy." He teased. Leaning on the counter he let Five and Diego reunite as well.