Jack strolls into the bar, swinging the reactor key to his Upholder around his finger and whistling some old Earth tune. He glanced over into a dark corner, seeing only shadows of what seemed to be people - He wasn't sure though; hell, its Liberty. Shaking his head, he moved closer to the bar, where he slowly lowered himself onto a bar stool.
"Barkeep. I'll be havin' a glass o' Liberty Ale." he says while pointing at the barkeep and narrowing his eyes, "I know you, don't I?"
The barkeep snarks back "Yeah, thanks to you, I have to work in this dump," immediately the barkeep gets glances from some of the LSF agents in the bar. The barkeep lowers his tone and leans over to Jack, "You cost me my life, my family, and most of all my damn money!"
A wave of realisation sweeps over Jack, "Ah, you're the smugglin' fella I picked up a few months ago, 'aint ya?"
The barkeep simply gives Jack his drink and walks away, completely silent. His seething anger could be seen out of every pore in his face. Jack simply smirked and downed half of the ale in one fell swoop. Seeing smugglers get a taste of justice brought a little bit of joy to Jack's life. Not a lot...but a little.
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