Most of the people in is club weren't like Simon. They came to dance and drink and meet people to fuck. A very small amount of people came upstairs. Even more lived this scene. That said, when Sinon followed Peter's line of sight and saw the heavy eye petting, after handing him one of the two fireball shots he'd ordered, he put his arm around Peter to brace him against the bar without actually touching him. That was a signal to anyone that Peter was taken. Those eyes? Well they turned elsewhere and Simon smiled at Peter and raised his glass for a toast.

"To how you look in those pants," he shouted, grinning, and clinked his shot against Peter's before downing his. The fire on his throat and stomach was perfection. "Relax! People like to look at pretty things. It's a compliment!" Peter wasn't used to it, he understood that, but this was just one of those places where you had to be okay as eye candy. "We can go upstairs any time you want. Want to take a tour?"