As Niklas repositioned himself back behind the bar he heard Quackshot's question. Before he could answer though, the neon-haired woman interjected.
[i]Odd, she speaks with a gutter accent, but doesn't act like a local[/i].
As the two finished up their conversation, or it at least reached a lull, Niklas turned back towards Quackshot.
"Everything's alright enough my friend. The usual scum causing the usual ruckus. You feeling well? You seem skittish. If there's someone bothering you, let me or the Dustin Brothers know, we'll deal with it. You've helped us all enough to warrant that."