Rochester Inn

[Husher]

When he walked in the normal hussle was going on.

A fight between some angry guys happend in one of the corners.
Seems likely it was going over some cheating while gambling.
It was quikly ended by some bouncers.

He walked to the back of the bar where he took place.
A wall behind him so no'one could sneak up.
He looked around and spotted the bartender.
A young fella he thought but it seems he's seen his share.
"Edgar grinned" This live made ye old fast.

What can i serve ye sir? the bartender asked.
Gimme some'hing strong, got s'me malt?
The bartender grabbed a bottle and with a experienced hand he pours in a glass.
Edgar drank the glass in a single gulp empty.
Again.. he said while trowing some credits on the bar.

With a filled glass in front of him he just enjoyed the noise in the bar.
Maybe some interestin' will happ'n he thought.
Ship secured in dock, Jonsey managing the ship, i'l take me day of t'day.
And he sat back nipping from his malt.