Niko was usually more into rock, really, but he still liked other music and the promise of a quiet place to lounge and drink that wouldn't end in a bar fight was very appealing. He actually dressed up for it, too. He didn't really know why. Since he had lost Kate, he had pretty much decided that he was poison for any sort of relationship. Still, he was a man and while it would take a lot for him to find someone attractive again, he decided to hazard the chance he might find a girl worth taking home.

The red fur coat in contrast to the black suit caught his attention. Enough that curiosity led him to sit beside Dorian at the bar. Niko was wearing his slate suit with a turtleneck. He was dimly aware that it made him look exceptionally "hitman", but it wasn't something that he cared all that much about. It was cut to suit his build, and for once wasn't something three times too large.

"Well, you have to admit, it adds an extra dash of color to the place..."