In a town as small as Mystic Falls, It hasn't taken Rafael long to find a decent bar. When he had entered the Grill it had been rather quite, but as it got later, the small bar seemed to come to life. Granted most of the other customers were teenagers, it was the constant chatter the the dark haired male enjoyed. With a small grin ghosting across his lips, he raised his hand, motioning the bartender over.