Grinning in triumph as Art downed the last of his beer, Gordon stepped into his office to grab his coat. He needed to get out and socialize, find himself a bedmate for the evening and get a little drunk. Not out of the ordinary for him. "Something with some... entertainment." He suggested, thinking over their options and wondering if Married Arthur would even be down for such establishments these days.

"Unless the Wife will protest?" He quirked an amused eyebrow at his friend, as if daring him to suggest something else.