"Good," he said, watching the man finish his drink and lower the glass onto the counter. It was obviously too soon to know whether or not this evening would be worthwhile or not, but the gentle look in his potential submissive's eyes made him feel hopeful that he'd picked the right person. Obviously he had little experience doing this, judging by the way he kept looking at Loki and proceeded to immediately ask a question, but there was always something nice about the new ones. A little push back made things exciting.

"You will follow me... or rather, you will follow my feet. Keep your gaze lowered and only speak when I ask you to speak."

He rose to his feet then, gesturing plainly for the other man to do the same. There would be no punishments until he knew the rules, but after that? Well, sometimes people spoke out on purpose. One could never know beforehand.

"I'd also like a name, real or fake."

From that point he began walking forward, around chattering people and toward a staircase tucked away in the back right hand corner of the bar. Though the noise lessened as they approached, other sounds could be heard above. Sounds of lovemaking, and the occasional cry of pain.