[color=#C0C0C0][h1][center]~[u]Vash[/u]~[/center][/h1][/color]

Simultaneously Vash received the pitcher desired and responds to the newcomer. Rather 'stereotypical', not to mention possibility of amusement, for onlookers Vash acted as one could imagine a 'goatman'. Unable to resist performing a 'goatlike bleat' sound during the heavy 'e' part of his sentence(s). Vash was overly concerned about his beverage to even look at his inquirer. 

"[color=#C0C0C0]DepeeeeEEEEEeeeends on who's askin'....[/color]"

 Several large swigs from the pitcher finish Vash's first remark. [i](Draining almost half of the pitcher.)[/i] Belching horrifically loud, even disrupting some other patrons, before A large sigh and chuckle was made. The drunken bastard already possessed a plan, complete lack thereof. The goat even laughs a second time, as he mulls over the ideas in his mind over how to handle the situation unfolding.

"[color=#C0C0C0]Aand you don't look like a bartender, so I may have to pass on talking to you.[/color]"

Again, taking several drinks of beverage within hand and pitcher empty by now. Briefly looking over shoulder, doing so in a manner that gaze crosses Emmett, the goat quickly observes their environment. Only to return focus onto the bartender. Who Vash demanded '[color=#C0C0C0]keeeEEEEeeep those pitchers coming, boss![/color]'. Sadly the Goat received his wish and started draining the new beverage. Expecting Emmett to keep talking, or at least do something.