The "Ambrosia" - Colonial Bar on Sabah Shipyard

[Kiith]

While observing the rather interesting liquid in the glass infront of her, Liz noticed how left of her, just some barstools away, a man desperately tried not to puke over whatever he ordered from the barkeeper. And when one of the spooks turned up she knew there was something wrong, deciding to listen a bit more careful...


"'Ey, Coffee McMilk over there. No offense, but how about you get a proper drinking attitude. And even if all the adrenaline you unleash while doing your job doesn't keep you awake well enough, I wouldn't order something like this on a place like Sabah. Probably the worst choice you made today"

Liz had turned around a bit, to look at Tal. Then, the still untouched glass full with ale slid across the counter, in his direction.

"Here, have this. Definetly not as bad as what you have there".

---

Squished bigly ~Champ - Thanks, you're a champ.
"What's the word for when it feels inside your heart that everything in the world is all right?"