"Mmm, certainly a clever way to advertise both the bar and the artists performing here: they keep good stock here and they bring in good talent," he says, with a nod toward the stage.

"This? Something known in some circles as the green faery, or absinthe by it's technical name," he says, and taking the last pull from his glass, he signals to the bartender for another.

"You're new here, you're in one of Virgo's bands, aren't you?" he asks, easy-going, no sign of confrontation or rivalry.