He had convinced him, in fact. Bentley was down to his usual button-up (a nice maroon color, though, rather than white), but the rest was his usual attire - nice pants and boots. It did change his aura, though, so to speak. He looked just slightly more cool, and less like a waiter.

Of course, he wouldn't feel so cool if he knew the rumors going around. Never being one for socializing or gossip, he hadn't heard a thing.

"I-I was not... 'into it'," he stated indignantly. "Unless you mean dragged into it, then yes.

"And no offense, but I am relieved Viana couldn't make it." Bentley took a daring swig of his cocktail, finding it to actually be rather good tasting.