Megatronus hung around the bar, his immense stature failing to keep his presence on the lay low. He was well known for being a gladiatorial prodigy, so undoubtedly there was quite a few bots who flocked to him. However, he wasn’t looking to sign autographs, but a particular mech who frequented this business. The mech looked around for any signs of him, but the crowd made it difficult to search thoroughly around. Eventually, he’d sit down at the farthest booth in a corner, tapping his digits.