Lucas was taken aback. Was that what the world was like in the future? What could he even trade? An antique? There was no saying what the cyborg was capable off. Granted, she was drunk and could easily be picked off, considering his own powers. But the technology she had, according to the anime he had watched probably meant she had infra-red or at least a laser gun that could cut him in two. "Have a good day then. If there's anything you want to know about the past just ask". Lucas walked back to Balthazar "She's too drunk to make a deal" he casually said to his boss, trying to protect him from the reality.
Balthazar laughed, albeit sadly. "I admire your resolve, Lucas. You did always protect me. Right to the very end"
"Boss, I..." started Lucas as he fumbled for words.
"We were drunk off our asses, we didn't feel anything. Carbon monoxide's my guess" said Balthazar as he lit his cigar. So was this what death was like? Or was he still feeling the monoxide and Lucas and everyone here were nothing but imaginary people who didn't exist? The phone call was real - he got that message just before he passed out.
Balthazar considered taking over the bar and making it the start of his new empire. But they only had 1 AK, 3 SMGs, and 2 grenades - only enough for defence. There was a cyborg here, not to mention the bar was an endless supply of magical items. At least there was food and water here. And zero cops. His empire was gone. But he was still alive.
Balthazar addressed the bartender. "I'm flattered that you've allowed us to stay. Thing is, are we all dead or am I just drunk off my ass? Plus..." said Balthazar before he leaned over and whispered something in the bartender's ear.
Meanwhile, Lucas went to the Men's room, although he never came out, although the door did open. Whilst Balthazar had telekinesis, Lucas had invisibility. He decided to see what the other areas of the bar was like.@Silent Showers