Jack moved over to make room for Jimmy, the ice in his glass clattering around as he did so.
Bartend! Another round for me and Jimmy here.
The bartender bowed his head slightly.
Of course, sir.
Units been disbanded, eh? But I hear you've been given command of that new ship registry. Nice job, man, nice job.
He pats Jimmy on the back and admires his medals while he's at it.
Haven't got any definite plans on where to stay at LA. Any good family spots you know of? Somewhere faaaarr out of signal range. Don't want the Navy contacting me whilst I'm on vacation.
He chuckles and leans behind Jimmy to see when his drinks were coming...
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