[The bar is easy enough to find, and Akechi makes sure to find a seat that's more to the side, hiding him from most of the crowd in case anyone might spot him, but gives him an easy view at the stage. And he makes sure he can also be seen from the stage in return.

Sure enough, he doesn't fit in, with his white button down shirt, even if it's a shirt sleeved one and black slacks, but this is as casual as he will get when he's out in public. The cold cigarette smoke isn't exactly pleasing to him, and he already yearns for a shower to get the smell out of his hair and clothes again, but the view and entertainment is certainly worth to pay that price.

Iwai does look indeed quite hot, standing there on the stage, literally rocking his guitar, and while it's not Akechi's usual taste of music, the visual more than makes up for it.
He sips his drink while watching, timing it perfectly so that when the band's set ends, he is indeed free to go.

He gives his best and brightest smile, but someting about it promises a darker edge that wasn't quite there before.]

Munehisa-san. Of course, I was just waiting for you to finish. Is there a specific place you had in mind?

[he nods over his shoulder towards the stage]

You did sell yourself short there, that was quite the display of skill.