Nelson's

[AJBeast]

Andrew grabbed one of ales and drank it down in one go. He looked at the bottle with an unsatisfied expression on his face.

'€œBloody hell, this crap couldn't get a 5-year-old drunk...'€

He reached for a second one and opened the cap.

'€œBars are good place to go to when you need something. The landscape might have changed a bit since you left. You need to get to know the new trends and make sure that whoever is popular needs you. They'll come flocking here to get you.'€

He looked to the empty table where the rowdy Buccaneer group used to sit.

'€œRemember the Bucs? Like that. They might be drunk and noisy but you'd always turn a profit.'€

He drank halfway through his ale.

'€œOn a lighter note, Happy Hour! And drinks from 'Ness! Hell, I'd come here more often! In fact...'€

Andrew pulled a holo-comn from his pockets and placed it on top of the bar. With a few button presses, the image of Johnny Gunn, the Purple Mist's bartender popped up.

'€œOi! Johnny! Send a few crates of liquor and beer to Nelson's in Trafalgar. On me'€

'€œNelson's? I thought that place was shut down...'€-the holografic Johnny turned to McMillan.- '€œ McMillan! Good to see you back in Bretonia!

'€œWell, it's up and working now, and low on stock. So send some 20 crates each.'€- said Andrew, pulling the conversation back on track.

'€œRoger that, they'll be there soon.'€

Andrew took the comn, put it back into his pocket and finished drinking his ale.

'€œThere ya go. If you ever need more, I can hook you up with some suppliers.'€