harry 'pete' pierpont & eddie blake. public enemies - watchmen. inna bar.
No longer behind the bar, Pete is perched on one of the barstools, mug of coffee slowly being slid back and forth between his hands on the counter. His eyes are mainly on the other clientele. It's ... a bit of an acquired hobby of his. Given the fact that not everyone here is from the same time period as he is, well. It's interesting.
(Dead) Eddie is, in the meanwhile, chillin' out by the fire with (no, not alcohol) a great big bushy beard box of records. He's flipping through it somewhat noncommittally, and hasn't picked anything out yet. It isn't entirely clear if he ever intends to, but it seems to be sufficient amusement for the meanwhile.