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[themanclion]

Gene wanders in, slightly the worse for wear. When Bar presents him with a napkin reminding him, in no uncertain terms, that he has still yet to pay any of his tab, plus there's the bill for that scanner he broke on top of it...well, he knows what's coming.

'Nope.'

Another napkin.

'Not interested.'

There's a pause for thought. And then an iPad appears

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[neapolitan_man]

One stripy mutant, lighting a cigarette as he approaches the bar.

"Man, that one of those things with the zombie radiation Doc Ness has been working on? You couldn't pay me to touch one of those."

[themanclion]

Gene freezes and blinks at the screen, then glances up at the bloke.

...who also gets blinked at.

'...what th' bloody 'ell happened t'your face?'

[neapolitan_man]

"The Skyline City police department," he says, and takes a drag on the cigarette.

"It's not contagious or anything. Can I get a coffee with sambuca?"

[themanclion]

'Only if you don' mind me callin' you a girl,' he says casually, putting the iPad down and straightening up. He's leaning over for the sambuca when he adds, innocuously,

'What'd you do t'piss 'em off, then?'

[killitwith_fire]

"Help with what?"

Yeah, Axel's curious, and hey, he could use a drink.

[themanclion]

He'll get no answer for a minute because Gene's lining up a shot veeerrry carefully, tongue poking out of the edge of his mouth, eyes narrowing in concentration...

'....YES! Get in, you beauty!'

There are victory arms. And then he sees Axel.

'Alrigh'?'

Sorry, what?

[killitwith_fire]

Silently, Axel points to the sign.

"Just curious," he says after a moment.

[themanclion]

'Oh.'

Gene grins and lights a fag in triumph.

'Don' matter now, jus' killed the bastard.'

Of course, what he was really asking for was a distraction from the damn game in the first place. And now he has it!

'After a drink, or did you jus' want a go?'

[nitro_is_ace]

"... Um. Guv. Should I interpret that however I like?" Ace really really really hopes he says yes.

The rest of civilization everywhere.... probably hopes the answer is 'no'.

Either way, Gene now has an audience of one cheeky pyromaniac.

[themanclion]

'Eh?'

Gene doesn't look at her. He's too busy concentrating.

'...bloody bastard twat.

As long as it involves gettin' me away from this thing, then yeah.'

(It's possible he's not really thinking about what he's saying.)