McCool's Tavern - Freeport 1

[jammi]

"Ey, Alonso!" Leonardo shrugged the woman off his arm, and snatched the little Canarian into a massive bear hug. Dropping him again, he thumped him on the shoulder and bellowed with laughter. "Was worried I was gonna miss yo'. You wanna know why? 'Cos Leonardo the Boot ain't never gonna go back on his word, you get me?" The chica giggled again. "Anyway, lets get us out of the door, yeah?"

He sauntered over to the bar and planted himself on one of the stools there. Suddenly remembering something, he slapped his forehead in disbelief. "Gods, I didn't even introduce my two amigos! Alonso, this sweet chica is Catrina Dieon of Alacante. Hermana, this little punk is Alonso Viera of Gran Canaria. He can't help where he was born." He threw down a credit chit and snapped his fingers at the bartender.

"Hey, 'keep! I'll have a Cretian Rum, and the chica will have a triple whisky." He looked over his shoulder at Alonso. "What you havin', amigo? My round."

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