McAstin listened to Mark, silently nodding an sipping his scotch. When hearing the part of taking fees from Colonials, he laughed. "Yeah, that's what we need." He then nodded, when Mark asked for more stuff. " 'nother one for you." And filled Mark's glass again.
"Cheers, buddies" McAstin said loudly. Loud rumbles went through the Bar, and everyone turned their heads towards the door. As usual, Fergus was the source of the noise. McAstin smirked.
With Fergus coming towards their table, and hitting down on it with his fist and asking for a drink, McAstin already began to fill up an empty glass. He took a short look at Fergus, pointed at one of the chairs and shoved the filled glass of scotch to that direction. "Take it, buddy. You look like hell, what 'd you do 'gain, buddy? " McAstin took another look at Fergus. "Cheers 'gain, buddies. 'n tell me, what happened Ferg. 'n what the hell 's up with that rod?" McAstin laughed, looking around.