Guy grumbled as he he snatched the drink and mindlessly drank all of the bottles contents "no thank you" he said quietly, he hadn't ever noticed the amount of girls there were in this town, he felt bad for marching in here like a soldier on a farm, taking anything he so desired. "ma'am i am very sorry for disturbing you so early in the day" he said, feeling cooled of now, but still in a crummy mood about life. He signaled for another glass as slammed his head on the counter and sighed. This wasn't the place he wanted to be, his father was a drinker, and look were he ended up, in a dead with his head mailed to his place of business. Maybe that wouldn't be so bad? He was already a terrible person, ditching beating a man to death over a measly million, ditching his family in a time of need, taking a job from all the good people of the town, walking past the church and about equality like he knew something, even thought his last town was practically controlled by the kkk. He sighed again maybe he should start a side business, doing what? anything they want. Yeah he would be the odds jobs guy.