When Johhny had spoken the name 'Barret', the Zoner perks his eyebrow a bit to the side as the man in the white suit approached the bartable and the bartender shifts his gaze to converse. It would've been too early to make assumptions that this was the Barret he was looking for, and besides it would also be somewhat disrespectful to interrupt a conversation between old friends, so instead the Zoner kept quiet, listening in on their talk.
As Barret left his stool and started to sit down on the piano, the Zoner turned his head to the side just enough to have his eyes catch a decent view. He watched, and listened, as the man in the white suit began to play this piece that had a strong, yet energetic, beat to it. He raised an eyebrow, a sign that he was impressed at the man's skill with the piano.
Upon finishing the piece, Barret sighs a bit as most of his audience claps modestly out of respect before quickly returning to their duties. The Zoner stands up and slowly begins his approach towards him, and as the Corsair quickly notices her companion walk away she swivels her chair until her back faced the bartable, then she places her elbows on the tabletop, her eyes now descending upon the Zoner and the person he was going towards, a grin appearing on her face, "This'll be good..."
When the Zoner was just a meter away from the man in the suit, he began in a monotonous tone, his face ice-cool, almost emotionless, yet not quite, "Well-played... A piece that beats with great power, one that would complement a man of position such as yourself.
"But I don't suppose you're one for wasteful, idle chatter, so I'll be blunt. Are you the man Mr. Isaac Stone mentioned to be the one called 'Barret'?"