Hey now, I'll have you know I drink perfectly respectable stuff. Bartender, can I get one Strawberry Daiquiri please? Has it really been that long? I mean, I guess it has to have been, considering that you weren't there for... well, for the kidnapping. But still, you should have dropped by more often after you got a job. I know a lot of the guys there missed you.
Guy blinked as a glass of slushy red drink was placed on the bar in front of Huey. Huh. So they did have a blender in the back. He shook off the shock with another sip from his second mug. He took a moment to reflect as well. He always meant to visit the orphanage, he just could never find the time. And once he was able to get time, it was too long after leaving for it to not feel awkward. He resorted to anonymously donating food to save everyone the trouble. If he couldn't be there, he'd at least make sure no one starved.
Anyway, you know, maybe you should come back to my place afterwords just so you can see how that 'penthouse' is. I am sure the girls will love to see you. Speaking of which, do you remember Amily? The fiery-red head with the temper to match? She just recently got into the pro-fighting scene recently. If you want, you can come a bunch of use from way back when to see her inaugural match. I promise it will be quite the show.
Of course he remembered Amily. She used to challenge him to fights all the time because he was one of the older orphans, and typically Guy would wind up bruised on the ground. Then she would get angry that he was "holding back" and hide his books. Just the memories made him sigh in exasperation. "Sure, I'll go to the fight with you guys. As long as I'm not the other guy in the ring at least." In a fair fight he would not be able to use his shields, which would put him at a severe disadvantage against a skilled opponent. With his powers he might just have a chance, though.
So, how goes work for you? You still doing the same job of fixing shit when it breaks?
"Yeah, and lately a lot's been breaking. Seems street crime has been on the rise, and every shot missed that happens to take out a street light or every chunk of road or streetlight thrown at a thug has to be replaced. And that's aside from the usual stuff, like monitoring the city's infrastructure. Luckily I'm usually paid to do easy repairs that I can leave whenever they need to call me away on specialty jobs." He took a shorter sip and turned to Huey. "What about you? I know you've got some savings now, but I haven't heard a lot about how you got it. Usually someone just says you're a mercenary, or a thief, or some type of boogeyman, and then clams up."