Who: John Hart [OPEN to any accompanying him for a drink]
What: A harmless drink... or perhaps an orgy
Where: Bar
John swung onto a barstool, feeling distressingly sober.
"Double shot of vodka, barkeep. Oh, and leave the bottle." He grinned as he shoved over the money the base had so kindly provided him upon arrival. This really wasn't bad at all. In fact, it was entirely possible he could end up loving this place. Plenty of booze, gorgeous woman, sexy men, and best of all no one really fit to stop him from taking over the place. As his drink was placed in front of him and he downed the stuff, he felt the wonderful alcohol hit the back of his throat, and instantly felt like a god.
Yes indeed, he would really have to thank Jack for sending him on this fabulous vacation.