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"Shoulders high. Back straight", Martin thought to himself as he slowly walked into the bar.
In his left hand, he held an empty bottle, while his right hand was searching his belt.
He looked around. There were several heavily armed men. Or at least, he thought they were men. "Probably best I left the damn thing in my Liberator", he thought, as he gave up looking for his tazer.
Approaching the bar, he gave the bartender a quick nod.
"I-I'm looking for Vincent."
His voice revealed that he wasn't nearly as confident as he was trying to look.
He put the empty bottle on the bar, and added: "Tell him I need more of this stuff."
