-The Drunken Junker Pub-

[TFinnegan]

Finnegan was just about to open answer Captain Dangen when a light ran along inside the bartop and stopped in front of him, blinking.
He tapped at it, and a screen opened in the translucent top. Timm read it and smiled hugely.
"Well now, seems Murph got himself into a wee scrape out in thirteen..."
He signals Johnny for another round.
"Seems he managed to score killin' blows on two ships 'ere, one be'in General Yarr, Oyabun o' th' Hogosha hissef!"

Finn reaches up and rings the great brass bell over the bar, shouting into the sea of turning heads.
"Lads an' lasses! Drink up me hearties! A round on th' hoose, in honor o' our own Junker Cap'm Robert Murphy, an' the assembled Congress fleet!"
Cheers from Junkers ring through the place.
"An AFA Gunboat, a Kishiro Transport, an' th' right ugly General Yarr o' the bloody Hogosha himself, all gone done eaten some vacuum this day! Cheers to ye'z all!"
Amid the drowing cheers, Pip stares daggers at Finn, realizing he just made her work rheams harder.

"Aye, an' sorry Cap'm Dangen, boyo. Where were we then?"
Finnegan shrugs, apologetic for the interruption.
"S' a bit of a ritual we hae 'ere, when our lads win a crucial victory."

---