The Ships Inn ... Wall Street Station, Honshu

[Koolmo]

"Well, I suppose if it is tradition, I could have a little..."

Looking around at the assembled pilots

"Say, as it is my first night, will you pay for my drinks Derek?"

At the confirming nod, a small, neat smile spreads across Izaak's face

"Well," he says, pulling out his favorite beer hat, "I suppose that if you really want me to, I'll have a double 'Effing Server and fill this up, will you?"

Izaak passes the beer hat across the bar, and slams back his first 'Effing Server, with little effect.

"I do say, Derek, whats the matter? You like like someone's punched you in the gut..."

As the beer hat is filled, and refilled, Izaak continues to swig 'Effing Servers like water. As raucous laughter fills the bar, there is only one sad face, that of Derek, as he contemplates the bill to come...

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<span style="color:#FFFF00">&quot;General Solo, is your strike team assembled?&quot;
&quot;Barely, they're pretty drunk.&quot; </span>
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