Jord wondered what kind of beer he wanted. The question the waitress countered his request with and he sat some time pondering while the waitress was off taking other people's orders. While he was thinking, he looked at the rest of the patrons in the bar. He didn't really recognize anyone in the bar, but he could see that this was the type of crowd that would be prone to start a fight. He attempted to think think to six months and a few days earlier, but all he found was nothing, as usual. It seemed to him that he either had no or lost his memory from that time. It was an anomaly, as he could remember his life before that moment very well. It had made him realize what he needed though, and he spoke up as soon as the waitress had finished the other patron's orders. "The strongest beer you have please. What do I owe you?"