#openatl

"you know, this place has decent priced drinks right?" jj flicked his finger over the collection of empty glasses on the table and he smiles mischieviously to the occupant of the chair. "nobody comes to the phoenix because they're sober." he adds and then thinks a little, drooping over the back of the opposite seat. "well, if they do they're a fuckin' idiot." he laughs. "what can i get you? and don't say no thanks, because this is for everyone else as much as it is you. we're all sick of lookin' at a miserable asshole."