Alert Station: Ortega's Bar and Grill.

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Internal Affairs always had an agent in the bar. People always loosened their tongues after a drink.

Tonight it was Sasha Dangelis' shift. It was early and not many people were in the bar, so she decided to stay on the barstools for a bit longer, before eventually retreating to one of the benches and tables around the bar.

A few agents bustled along here and there. Most seemed weary.

Sasha ordered herself a Pink Poodle, which was highly illegal, since Liberty bars were not allowed to serve such drinks, whilst thinking of the loophole which allowed her to do so. "Of course, the system she was in did not exist, so how could the drink?"

She smiled and sipped.

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It's not a conspiracy, it's localised bias. They're not intelligent enough to form a conspiracy.