He's relaxed and pleased and comfortable, and that's down to this place, strange as it is.

She can love it for that alone, honestly.

"I can get that." Sharon puts a hand on his leg and squeezes fondly and briefly, then pulls it away again as she looks around. "It seems like..."

Not like a regular bar, that's for sure, but it takes her a second to put her finger on it as she watches the other patrons. "Everyone looks really at home here."