Manhattan Bar and Lounge

[Death.RunningVerminator]

A shadowy figure enters the bar. The figure walks over to the bartend, and sits down. Somehow the shadow still covers him.
"Bartend! Gimme the best you got 'round this dump."
"Aye sir!"
"and another thing... have you seen any pirates 'round here lately?"
He thinks of this question, while pouring the shadowy figure a drink.
"Ya...ya... now that i think of it... i have."
"Well then, did he come in here?"
"ehh yes sir, he came in here alright...."
The bartend stoped suddenly a if something had struck him in the head.
But nothing had... Only his memory...........

If you ever tell anyone i was here i will come right back here, and blast your head right off your body! Is that clear Mr. Bartend!
*gulp!* aye! C...Clear Sir!!
good... now i'll be leaving now, don't make me come back.

"AND!"
"oh... i must have had the wrong guy. No, no.. none came in here sir."
"Your useless."
The shadowy figure gets up and starts to walk away. The bartend turn around for a second to put the drink away. When he looks back, the figure wasn't there. But someone else was...

2 days later there was a brand new news story about a bartender who had mysteriously vanished. Another skilled bartender had come to take his place though.