Jack storms into the bar, seemingly talking to himself,
"Get back to me once you've found yourself a spine. Goddamn bureaucrats."
He paused, then proceeded to rip a small device out of his ear and yelled profanities into it, before smashing it onto the floor. He looked up, glanced at the few people in the bar who actually seemed shocked at what he did,
"Get back to your drinks."
As he approached the bar, the bartend lent back as Jack fumbled around for something in his pocket,
"Liberty Navy" said Jack as he waved his now worn ID in front of the bartend. Immediately, the bartender, Steve, felt reassured he was safe - Obviously he hadn't met Jack in a bad mood before.
As Jack slumped into the chair, he noticed the severely drunk man sloshing down the Ale's.
"Bartend, I'll have whatever he's having", the bartend nodded, "Oh, and triple it".
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