"And what exactly do you think that this drink is going to get you?"

Sebastian smirked at the question. "What makes you think that I expect to get anything for it? Why can't I just buy a good looking man a drink?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he did so.

The man sat down next to him, his green eyes locked onto Sebastian's. "Because you don't seem the type to do anything without a reason…" he said.

Sebastian chuckled slightly. "Well, then…" he said. "Maybe I can at least get your name…"

"Alex…" the man smiled. "My name is Alex…"

"Sebastian…" he replied. "So… How long have you been out?"

"Out?" Alex asked.

"Of the pen… You were in prison, weren't you?"

Alex raised an eyebrow. "And how would you know?" he asked.

"Because you wear the mark as if it were a label on your head… Your demeanor is a dead giveaway…"

"Well…" Alex said. "If you must know… I was released just this morning…"

"So tell me, Alex…" Sebastian said. "What exactly were you in for?"

"That…" Alex answered. "Is really none of your damn business…"

Sebastian smiled. "Oh, come on now…" he said. "We've all done bad things… Another vodka for you?"

"You're just trying to get me drunk, aren't you?" Alex asked.

"So what if I am?" Sebastian asked. "What better way to spend your first night of freedom than getting completely wasted?"

"I like the way you think…" Alex smirked.

"Now where were we?" Sebastian asked. "Oh right… Your list of crimes…"

"If I told you… You'd probably just leave the bar…"

"Like I said, Alex… We've all done bad things…"

"Bad yes… But illegal…"

"Come on, now tell me…"

"Rape…" Alex muttered. "Attempted murder…"

"So you were in for a long time, then?"

"Three years…" Alex said. "But it seemed like a helluva lot longer…"

"Three years for attempted murder? How'd you manage that?" Sebastian asked, downing the rest of his scotch before ordering another. "Just gimme the whole damn bottle…" he said. "And the vodka too…"

The bartender looked at him oddly, before taking his money and handing him the bottles.

Sebastian handed Alex the bottle of vodka. "There…" he said. "What'll that get me?"

Alex smirked. "An answer to your question. Quite simple really. A plea agreement…"

"You ratted out your accomplice?"

Alex shrugged his shoulders; he didn't want to think about Jack. He knew that Jack would've killed him if given another chance, but a part of him… Even after ratting him out and spending three years in prison… A part of him still missed him… Loved him even…

"Sore spot?" Sebastian asked.

"It's nothing…" Alex replied.

"Doesn't seem like nothing…" Sebastian said. "I must admit I had you all wrong…"

"All wrong?" Alex asked.

"I never would've pegged you for a rapist…"

"I had my reasons…" Alex replied.

"I'm sure you did…" Sebastian said. "So… Your accomplice… Was he one of them?"

Alex started to drink the vodka straight out of the bottle, and it didn't take very long for him to down the entire thing. "I'm tired of talking…" he said. "If you want something more than I have a room upstairs…"

Sebastian gave him an awkward glance. "You certainly don't mince words, do you?" He asked.

"I find it to be a severe waste of time…" Alex said, getting up off of the barstool.

Sebastian smirked. "Touché my friend…" he said. "Touché…"

Alex moved away from the bar and looked back at Sebastian. "Well…" he said. "Are you coming?"

"I most certainly hope so…" Sebastian smirked, following Alex up the stairs.