Molten is at the club drinking
Dmitri walked into the club, keeping quiet. He sat down on a barstool and ordered a drink.
molten: ...
He looks at him, curious
He had ordered Merlot March wine, and he sipped it.
molten: only came here to drink?..
"Hm- oh, yeah...I guess."
molten: that’s fine..
"Mh."
molten: so?..
"So what?"
