Having easing off on the bottle Tic had managed to get several swigs without drenching himself, he set the bottle down on the bar and took in his surroundings.

It looked like a quiet night, he wasn't sure if he should be happy for the quiet or annoyed no one would give him a reason to punch. This whole place seemed a little off Tic the whiskey tasted real, there was no blaring music or some addict asking for a spear credit so they could find a place to sleep. 

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When Tic went to ask the tender a question about net access he found that the tender had up and scarpered, the only person who might now was the woman who had been chatting him up. 

[color=716cb1]"Hey, where's tall dark and handsome run off too?"[/color]