Ennis pulled up looking more than a little lost. He had been round the block about three times before ending at Fred's place. Town looked.. different than he remembered. He stalled the pick-up and waited to see if Fred would notice him outside or if he'd have to park and get out.

Ennis walked down the street, a little pep in his step as he led Gabriel into the first place he found. He didn't care about atmosphere or nothing like that -- just as long as they were serving alcohol.

"Here we are," he said easily, sauntering in and settling on a bar stool, ordering a tall glass of whiskey.