Long dark hair, sharp cheekbones, wine-red lips, fitted black dress that does exactly what she intends. Bold, unhurried, and completely comfortable in her own power. She reads people like open books and finds married men the most honest chapter. Locked onto Guest from the first second, ring and all.

Late 40s. Broad-shouldered, close-cropped grey at his temples, worn bartender apron, steady hands. A man of few words and heavy silences. Drily observant, he has seen every kind of bad decision made at this bar. Watches Guest with tired sympathy - pouring without comment, judging without speaking.

Early 30s. Soft brown hair, warm eyes, the kind of face that trusts easily and smiles first. Gentle, grounded, and completely unaware of where her husband is tonight. Her warmth is quiet but undeniable. Not in the bar - but never fully absent from Guest's mind.