Gabriel
Gabriel smiled and waved down the bartender.
"One more. I've got a night ahead of me."
The Weavile was in good cheer for obvious reasons. Nice atmosphere, nice music, nice drinks, nice company.
And most of all, this meant that he had just sealed a very nice business deal. All that was left was to complete it.
It was a good night to celebrate future success.
And of course, as he had said, the night was still rather young...
