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Tycho is in the bar.

With scissors. And construction paper, and glue. Oh yes, glorious glue. And glitter.

He might be grinning evilly as he puts glue drops on the Ewok that's on his table, and sprinkles glitter on it.

Oh he's so evil!!

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"This fucker is Kettch. Or so Gabe tells me." Tycho ammends quickly. "But yes, he's going to join the Gay Ewok Club. And then I will kill it."

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Tycho eyes the tiny elephant. "Oh fucking hells. It's a tiny elephant." Tycho looks up at the man. "Who are you?"

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"Oh I'm sorry. Miniphant then." Tycho eyes the elephant. "She can have some if you don't care. I'm Tycho Brahe. What do you do, Mike?"

Yes, he's fishing to find out who Mike really is. And if he can fanboy him.

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Tycho pokes the miniphant. And eyes her. "Ninja, huh? Sounds fun."

Then he looks at him. Like o_O. "Metal nose, whut?"

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"....I'm not him." Tycho glares. "What you said though, sounds familiar. Like...striking hard shit? What's that from?"

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Tycho just stares. He doesn't notice Stampy, he's twitching, horrified, at Mike.

"Uh..."

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"No. Well, I don't know. I'm not looking, dude. But...my brain is throbbing. Usually this doesn't happen. Unless I'm near Gabe."

He whirls around. "He's not here is he? Plotting my death? Going to give me meats from Jesus?!"

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"...no. What the fuck. It's a migraine." He twitches and shakes his head.