Glenn sighed as he took a seat and sat his hat on the table, revealing his near-black color buzzcut. Figuring there was no point to even leaving the saloon, he decided he'd get something. As the bartender approached, Glenn flatly muttered, [color=6ecff6]"Water."[/color] He was pretty sure he saw the bartender roll his eyes at the Cavalier's request for water instead of alcohol. He had never liked the taste of any form of alcohol, as he always found it too bitter or, in some cases, too sweet. Not to mention with only an hour to relax before embarking on a bounty hunt or [i]rescue[/i] as his new, temporary partner stated; Glenn figured water would cool down his body temperature and help him regain some of his energy from the long ride he had taken here.

The bartender placed the glass of water in front of Glenn as he thanked the man with a noticeable but silent nod. After Glenn took a sip of his refreshing water, he took a look at his pocket watch and mumbled, [color=6ecff6]"This hour is going to feel like an eternity..."[/color]