The Junker took the card. He'd just been given 10 whole drinks for free, he didn't even have to threaten anyone to get them.
Observing the patrons, he explored for a patron worthy of both discussion and his time.
He picked up a fellow patron's speech. "Junkers. filthy people. driven by money, like all capitalists. Don't you agree?". He turned towards the speaker and eyed his gaze. He began to approach her. The Junker, taking offense at those words, began to speak. "How the mighty have fallen. Don't you agree, coalition pilot?" He grinned. "Once great and mighty, you are now spending your time in a bar. How humorous". He took out a napkin from his coat pocket and began to wipe the grime off his face. "This napkin is awfully dirty, don't you agree?" He said, looking at the napkin. "However, I wonder, what are your napkins like? Are they still stained with the mark of failure? The mark of defeat?" He chuckles to himself, then throws the napkin onto the table.