A quiet celebration.

[Melander]

Jake Sanders stepped out of a Taxi, standing in front of the 'Rolling Stones' bar. Although he was not exactly confident that things would go well, maybe he'd actually know someone past their rank. His chunk of time in the Navy didn't include as much socializing as some others; Something he knew might come up. Jake hoped that after the party, that would change.

He'd dressed casual, not knowing exactly what or who to expect. If it was a party, it wouldn't be a problem on how he looked. Walking in, Jake saw things had already picked up. Drinks were flowing, music was playing, and a few people had decided to dance. Not quite knowing his place yet, he heading to the bartender and asked for a drink. When it arrived he leaned against the bar, and checked the place out. Maybe after an empty glass he'd figure out what to do.