A rift tore open in the middle of all the tenants closest to the bar and tossed out a mercenary man who landed promptly on his feet. He twisted around swiftly and fired his SpaceMachineGun into the portal on full auto. As the portal was dissipating the man noticed without much notice the patrons around him when the portal began to hinder itself- so he stopped firing.
The portal was gone.
He stared at the occupants for a little, swiveling his head about to take it all in - even refaced himself. 
He was now looking at the bar.
A grin stitched up.

He walked up to the bar, bent an elbow and slid into place.

"Do you speak English?" he said to the bartender.