Clay raised a suspicious eyebrow at the man and said nothing, face flat, neutral, judging...
An then a wide grin cracked his stoic demeanour. 

[b]"Aye! Well if you're after a drink, and sure looks like you could use one, you've come to the right place!"[/b]

He was loudly spoken, joyous and only had a slight hint of slurred speech.
He raises a big meaty hand and goes to clap Terry on the shoulder.

[b]"Right, so Jerry was it, the name's Clayton, what can I get ya?[/b]
He pauses to look at him once again and then a bit more softly adds with a wince.
[b]"You should maybe try blocking or avoiding those punches a bit more."[/b]

With a loud self-amused chuckle he starts heading towards the bar.

[@Terry Bogard]