The Bear's Cave - Sedona Station, Baffin (Formerly Freeport 14, Yukon)

[fencore]

The dim light that flooded through the bar's entryway was dimmed even further for a moment as another patron wandered in. A rather rough looking man - someone who knew what it was like to be thrown across a briar patch or two on the road of life. Recently. As in, possibly just a few minutes ago. He looked that rough. Or not. It really wasn't his place to judge. Maybe that was his custom. Maybe this was the best he'd looked in weeks. Maybe.

But Gheis didn't care, not a bit. The scotch was actually halfway decent, and that's all that mattered. That, and the lovely lady in the corner. Or at least he thought she was lovely. Maybe that was the alcohol talking.

As the new stranger paced up and ordered a drink, Gheis removed his suit coat and tossed it down on the vacant seat to his left. Rolling up his sleeves and returning to sipping his drink and idly gazing toward a Neural Net News screen, the slightly intoxicated businessman threw a casual greeting.

"And what brings you all the way out here, hm? A bit of a drive for a whiskey of debatable quality."