Jurgen finally shows at the bar entrance, trying to focus his eyes on Rainholds. Seeing two Rainholds is usual for him and he was happy to see them. Rainhold gave him a grosse hug and they sat by the window.
Rainhold's pointing at Jurgen's ship: Hahaha, your ship looks specially awful today, mein freund! Seems like you already got zhe transfer to Omega Division, ja? Like some Rot Vikings were having zhe fun with you, ja? Hahahaha!
Despite his good mood, Jurgen didn't find that joke funny. He got something out from his pocket. It's Daumann Memo Form. Rainhold gets glasses and reads it. His face got changed. Oh, mein freund... You ARE transfered zhere! Mein Got...
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They would talk more, but waitress came. They stared at her, hearing nothing of what she said. Jurgen was thinking about eight mugs of beer in her hands. Rainhold was thinking about ... well, sometimes he doesn't think at all. And that's exactly one of those moments.