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Emil raised an eyebrow as the rather spritely bartender. He seemed way to cheerful considering he was probably looking at a full evening shift. Perhaps he just loved his job. And in any case, Emil certainly wasn't going to argue with the offer of free drinks for the band...

"Very kind," he grunted with a not, "for now I think just one bier blonde and a Jack and cola."

He stretched his broad arms and twisted the stiffness out of his back, watching as the drinks were served.

"You are here all night yes?" he said, a crooked smile forming, "We come to bar and we ask for you yes?"