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[puttingonashow]

[Welp. He can only hope things have settled since his arrival, because....let's face it. Having nothing but a former American CIA agent for company? It starts to suck. A lot. To be on the safe side, though, he sticks to the audio function, hoping for less recognition, his tone muted and tired and carrying a thick Russian accent now that the auto-

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[likemichael]

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[Dean is instantly wary, because this guy is Russian, new to the place, and Mike warned about a crazy Russian. Still, no need to be an asshole right off the bat.]

Depends on what kinda place you're lookin' for. The best bar around is the Roadhouse, though.

[puttingonashow]

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[Don't be wary, Dean, he sounds perfectly harmless. Really. and Thorton's not letting him off a tight leash anytime soon.]

So that's two for this Roadhouse. Guess it's worth looking at after all.

[likemichael]

Just don't go givin' the owner any grief. She's got a shotgun and she's not afraid to put a hole in a guy.

[puttingonashow]

Does she. She sounds like my kind of girl.

[likemichael]

Yeah, and she's got family who'll rip your lungs out if you mess with her, too. So don't even think about it.

[puttingonashow]

Right, right, of course. [....totally concerned. Yup.] But good, definitely making a note to stop by at some point.

[likemichael]

Right. [Most people don't believe threats until they've got a machete pointed at them.] You should. It's a great place. Anyway, glad to help, uh... I didn't catch your name.

[puttingonashow]

Because I didn't throw it out. But right, thanks. Guess I'll be seeing you around.

[likemichael]

[Bingo. This is the shooter. Dean doesn't need to even try to press, now. He'll see about talking to Mike about him, see what they need to watch out for.] Yeah, see ya.