"Like I said, I wanna know what you meant when you said you 'specialized in different products'." he tried to act casual, as if he was among his own friends in a bar. He tried to hide his fear, but his voice shook a bit. He really just wanted to pretend that he was back home so that he didn't explode out of fear of being shot. Andrew was still scared that one of these people would get trigger happy and start shooting the place up like in one of those American westerns. "I'm not really looking for anything to buy, if that's what you mean. I'm looking for someone to help me not get shot or killed by one of those....mutants or whatever you call them."

Andrew's eyes began darting around the room in a paranoid frenzy. It was then that he realized almost everyone in the room was looking at them. It was then he realized yet another difference in this bar from others outside of the Zone. People here paid far more attention to body language and little scenes like the one he'd just been in. He'd have to be more careful in the future. He looked around the rest of the room, in the gaps between his conversation. There was a lone guard in the hallway that leads to the back rooms. At first, Andrew thought the guard might be of use if something were to start. Then he realized the guard was so bored that he was watching the TV, paying no attention to the events unfolding in the room. He supposed that the guard might just be there for show, a preventative measure if anything. After all, this guard would be outnumbered 40 to 1 if he were to actually try to stop a gunfight in the room. Andrew shivered at the thought, and pushed them to the back of his mind where he might forget them.

[hider=note][@Xandrya][@TemplarKnight07][@pugbutter]Pugbutter, our lovely GM, has informed me that he will have a GM post up tomorrow. I'm enjoying the RP so far fella (and girl ;P), hope you are too![/hider]