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[zapgunfh]

The door opens, and a tall, rather rotund man walks in. He is wearing a trench coat over some kind of uniform, and seems not the least bit surprised at finding a Bar before him. Most likely because he was looking for a bar anyway

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[will_scarlett]

Also at the Bar getting something to drink is a wanted man at least in his time, Will's in medieval dress if that means anything to Buck and nods to him,

"Odd sort o'a name for a drink, sir."

[zapgunfh]

"Tell me one drink that does not have an odd name." Bucka glances at the younger guy, but is not moved by the strange clothing; when you saw half the galaxy, the strange becomes common.

[will_scarlett]

"Most o'the ones I know dinna, sir, ale an mead are fairly simple. E'en rum doesna sound as strange as what ye're drinkin'."

[zapgunfh]

"Hm. You need to learn more languages, then. Anyway, Ion Suckers are good, and the bottles are good weapons too." Probably why Bar gave him an already-poured drink.