"Just give it to Him CAIT! no Weapons allowed here" ... "and besides, tonight your better off being snarky than violent. The owners of this place doesn't look kindly to any disturbances that bring attention to its existence." ... Jack looks at the bartender and lifts three fingers ... "you want more cigars too? I am not sure you can handle it mate" ... the bartender points to Jacks breast pocket and then to their face ... "You got half in your pocket, and besides that you're not even half way done with the last one you bought when he walked in" ... the bartender points a Marcellus ... "You lot better not get carried away, we can't have another incident like the last time you came in here Jack!" ... Jack grins uncomfortably ... "Right, sorry about that Bob, that won't happen again" ... Jack turns towards Cait and Marcellus ... "Anyhow, Cait, I suppose you don't smoke anyways, right?" ... Jack grabs the three beers and hurries toward a secluded table on the far side of the room while gesturing for the others to follow suit.