Gumdrop entered the bar. "Yo', Bartender my main man, set me some fresh drinks, you know what I am saying?" The crazed Reaver said, clad in a grey flightsuit and green tinted goggles. He dragged some fingers through his short black hair, attempting to keep it in style. However that was not to last, as he ruffled his hand through his hair, reverting it back to a mess again.
Knowing that he'd have to wait for his drink, Gumdrop needed something to pass the time. He spied a mirror in the corner of his eye and quickly approached it. "Hello there, you handsome devil..." He began talking to mirror, as if there was a person talking to him back through the confines of a reflective alternate dimension.