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[herestherum]

The door bursts open, and there is the sound of heavy boots stomping before the person behind it appears

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[works_in_space]

It's hard to miss a man dressed that flamboyantly. Very priatical, to coin a phrase. So much so that Captain Krik can't miss him.

"You're in a bar called Milliways," he says very matter of factly and calmly.

[herestherum]

"A bar?" He asks, and almost immediately seems to relax. "Oh, well, that's alright then. Where is the 'tender? I could use some grog."

[works_in_space]

Grog? Is this yet another of the Bar's residnet pirates? That gets Jim to smile, even as he thinks how to answer the question.

"This is a rather...unusual bar. There are bartenders sometimes, but...well, it can make the drinks without help." No, he can't explain, can he.

[herestherum]

Blink. Blinkblink. "It can what?"

That was. . .interesting. But, oddly convenient. "Care to explain that a bit? And do you have a name, good sir?"

[angsty_spider]

"I don't know any Jiles, but I can tell you that this is Milliways," said Peter Parker as he sat at a table buried under books and papers, " Welcome to the bar at the end of the Universe."

He was trying to do his homework and failing miserably.

[herestherum]

"The bar at the end of the universe?" He repeats skeptically. "What a strange name. Where did the brothel go?"

Because the important questions come first!

[angsty_spider]

Peter looked at the man with furrowed eyebrows.

"There is nothing like that here," he said, "Besides, it's against the rules."

Peter scribbled on a piece of paper.

[herestherum]

This got an answering frown from the captain. "You're telling me a strapping young man like yourself doesn't approve of wenching."

[evil_koala_626]

From above, a pair of large black eyes observe the good Captain’s entrance with interest. Panama City never saw it coming. Hopefully neither does Morgan. Karma's not always kind. And that's a very fine hat. There is a blur of movement and a blue streak dives for the Captain’s head.

[herestherum]

It is a fine hat.

Never has he realized how fine until he sees a. . .

Whatever it is, stealing it.

"Devil take you! Give me that back!"

[evil_koala_626]

'Steal' is such a strong word. He's just...well okay, yeah he's stealing your hat, Morgan. Hat clenched securely in his jaws, Stitch drops to all fours and begins ducking around and under furniture in an attempt to give his pursuer the slip.

[herestherum]

Despite being built like the barrels he's famous for posing with, Henry darts and dodges (well, okay, pushes and shoves) his way through the crowd with minimal waste of energy.

"Stop that dog!"

For lack of a better word.