Oscar continues to play around on his phone before pressing down on a certain key aggressive before grunting. "Ah, where did my signal go!? Billy, it's your stupid club's fault."

Billy raises a hand, looking disgusted at Oscar for insulting his club. "The club is fine. It's probably your shitty phone. Let's see it." Billy grabs the phone and looks at the screen. It soon buzzes as a message comes through. Rather than handing it to Oscar, he opens the message and reads it aloud. "Goodnight Ozzieboo......yep, it seems to be working again." Billy laughs and hands the phone back over to Oscar.

Riley wasn't still wasn't that used to drinking and being a lightweight only made a lot more funnier for onlookers. It didn't take much for Riley to come out of his shell and if he stays for a little longer tonight, he is more than likely to become the life and soul of the place. "What you trying to say about Billy? You know how classy he is." Riley laughs and drinks some more beer.

"He wasn't the classiest man I'd known.." She laughs. "Are you okay? Maybe you should take it easy on the alcohol there." Honor sat down on one of the stools there, crossing her legs as she continued to speak to Riley.

Riley shakes his head and smiles warmly. "No, I'm absolutely fine. Just feeling a little bit.....merry, that's all." He laughs a little and places the bottle back down on the bar. "This sounds weird but you sound more American than I thought you would. I don't know if that makes sense." Riley chuckles. Of course his accent sort of threw people off too. For someone very kind and gentle, his accent sounds quite rough and his voice is very deep. Billy on the other hand comes off as being intimidating but he is very softly spoken.

Serenity jumped on a table and started twerking.

Riley laughs, feeling a little paranoid about his voice now. "Well....I can assure you that I would never do that despite mugging being what 99% of people in my hometown do." He smiles when Honor says he looks cuter in person. Riley also thought Honor looked much prettier in person but didn't know how to say it as he was still quite awkward when it came to girls and wasn't sure what would be OK to say and what wouldn't. "Thanks. You um....you look....your hair is....darker than I thought." He then laughs at how awkward he is being. Riley finishes off his beer whilst Oscar's remains practically untouched. "Scott's living it up with Jennifer and Dustyn's at home with the babies. He's only 17 anyway so he can't get served here." Riley moves closer and starts to whisper. "I think him and Blake are splitting up. Dustyn's moving back to Ireland too.....I'm going to miss him."

Billy walks over to Honor and gives her a hug. He is very tall and broad, towering right over Honor as he wrapped his arms around her. "Thanks for coming. Now put some money in my till."

"Yeah, it's really not helping that much," Vanessa says back with a smirk, her laughs much more drunken than earlier in the conversation. "I guess you're going to have to prove to me that you're not." She winks. "Take that as you will."

"I trust you." She winks playfully at him. "Haha, my hair?" She laughs loudly. "Thanks. It's naturally that way too." She shook her head at him, he was entertaining her more than the music right now. "Oh yeah, those two are two little doves in a cage now aren't they? Aww really? Well...I haven't heard much from Blake lately. Geez, that's three kids to handle on his own," she says as she whispers back to him. "Really? Now I'm never gonna get to hang out with him much now, fuck." She frowns a little then gets caught off guard when Billy hugs her. She smiled at him. "No problem, what the hell is a till? Speak my language Khan." She laughs.

Vanessa giggles and leans towards him, her glass at her lips. "Yes, but I care less now," she says back softly with a wink. She hears a song that she likes come on, and she perks up. "Come dance with me. Pretty boys like you always know how to dance well." She grabs Jake's hand from her thigh and hops off of her bar chair, stumbling a little bit to catch her balance when she lands on the floor. "Hm, may have had one too many of those drinks..." She comments softly.

"Don't laugh at me. I'm drunk because of your money. Technically this is your fault," Vanessa says softly, giggling a little bit at herself as well. "I'm sure you'll be a better dancer than me at point." She grabs Jake's hand again and makes a wobbly run towards the dancefloor, pulling off some disastrous white girl moves.