The aging but still massive warrior met his guest at the entry to the bar.
"It is good to finally meet you in person," he stated as they shook hands.
He then noticed the flowers and scoffed.
"I have not seen Fyre in months," he growled, "I guess the Klingon life was not for her as much as I had hoped." He then motioned to the barkeep who came and took the bouquet and displayed it in a vase.
He escorted Mr. Cole to his private table. "So what is on your mind? We have been watching over your home so I know you are not dissatisfied with that."