"I Know I'm Somewhere On Planet Manhattan."

[Wolfs Ghost]

Having settled down at the booth, Terrance reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a PDA. Which he promptly set down on the table and began flicking his finger across the screen. His eyes shifting as he began reading what appeared to be news reports. Occasionally he looked up whenever someone entered, or left.

Though he kept quiet. At least until he looked up and saw a woman who was in the bar prior to his arrival staring back at him. Her words were slightly slurred, which indicated to him that she was drunk. He stared back at her with slightly furrowed brows as she spoke, "I'ts kinda creepy that you're sitting behind me and not drinking anything ya know?"

He never broke eye contact with the drunk as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a silver flask, which he sat heavily down on the table to indicate that it had liquid inside it. He, of course, knew that the liquid inside the flask was nothing more than plain old water, mined from the far reaches of the Walker Nebula.

"Not everyone comes to a bar to drink." He said in a heavy Bretonian accent. His tone flat and emotionless as his gaze shifted from the woman who had interrupted his research.

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