Ace walked into the ongoing conversation, and grabbed Fay's hands.
Xylon, who had not noticed his presence until his sudden appearance, popped a brow.
"What the hell is going on here?" He was asking when Ace dragged Fay along with him.
"Let go!" She tried to yank her arms from his grip, but he only strengthened his hold.
"Have you lost your mind? Let me go, Ace Atticus!"
Xylon watching him take her away, contemplated if it was best to intervene or not.
If he did, it could blow up in his face when the media got wind of it.
Also, Ace could be a bit of a rascal when he was determined. He would much rather talk amicably, that tussle with the irrational fool.
He decided to wait until everyone returned their attention to their tables, which he knew was going to happen very soon.
The customers that frequented the bar, usually came to unwind. Their attention span for drama never lasted long.
