The thing about having a bar was having to make sure everyone here was of age. Izumo knew that it sometimes a tedious task but sometimes you just couldn’t tell if someone is of age by how they appear. Izumo was wiping a glass when he notices a boy walk up and sit himself at the bar. He eyes him a bit before walking over before his employee could ID him. “It’s okay let me handle this” he says to them.
Izumo places the glass he was wiping upside down on a coaster before wiping his own hands. He smiles over at the boy. “Aren’t you a little young to be here? May I see your ID?”