Udo finished drinking his Miner's Recharger, while looking at Andreas.
"Gulp....Tasty, cold drink, there's nothing better after skirmish... Although that one wouldn't be bad, too" - Udo said, looking at the waitress.
"Just look at that old man sitting with the Drunkard of Munich, how he looks at her, ghehehe..."
"Udo, Wraith." - Andreas reminded co-worker.
"Ah, Wraith. Sorry, Miner's Recharger already flows in my veins. Sure I've got contact with hangar folks, and, as far as I kno..." - Udo takes the last sip, raising glass above his head - "...w the best pilots can request Wraith, no problem with that. I'll give you adress to guy who works in the Internal Armory Administration, tell him Udo sent you. Hmm, perhaps I should get Wraith myself, faster killing hessies means more bonuses for their heads, I'd save money for brand-new Arrow faster. By the way, will you fly more today? You drank your own non-alco *cough* beer, will you drink that Miner's Recharger?..." Udo gazed upon mug full of light brown liquid with hissing foam.
*hick!*
"Ja, exactly there, Rainhold. Nothing to celebrate, rather commemorate, my memory... - Jurgen Algein wasn't happy at all from his new assignment.
"At least there's bier - all eight mugs for me, bitte. Where was my credit card... Verflucht, I forgot it. Could you pay for me, Rainhold?" - Jurgen asked, with trembling hands.
