[In one of the booths is a familiar, leather-clad man. He seems to be keeping to the corner, a bottle of firewhisky and a shot glass in front of him, which he periodically pours into and downs.
He doesn't look too happy. Not at all. Obviously wants to be left alone...
...Which means that everyone everywhere should bug him.]
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He doesn't look too happy. Not at all. Obviously wants to be left alone...
...Which means that everyone everywhere should bug him.]