The Banger Grim approaches the table with a filled tray & an exaggerated smile.
"Oi you lot. I'll be your waitress for the day just so long as you tip well & keep yer hands off my hairy ass"
Banger begins placing shot glasses around the table & pauses at Vincent. "The bartender mentioned you wanted a Curacao Bulldog for your hangover."
He begins to set the mug down, but stops and utters an exaggeratedly quizzical "hmmmm".
Taking a seat next to Vincent, he leans back in the chair & plops his feet up on the table. "Y'know the problem with Curacaoian hangover remedies?" Banger asks rhetorically to no one in particular as he takes a gulp of Vincents order. "The most popular drinks on that planet are the fruity, sugary, touristy type of drinks, so this mug 'o swill only works on the hangovers of pansies that have to remove the umbrellas from their glasses first in order to get drunk...what you need is something else entirely.
He grabs a large glass of water, a small glass of runny guacamole & a locally grown, 'five-alarm Hell pepper' off the tray now sitting in the center of the table and places them ceremoniously in front of Vincent.
"You are hungover because you are dehydrated" he says, as he encourages Vince to down the water.
"By the way, Hi! I'm Matthew Grim." he says to both the visitors. "I'm the Manager/Proprietor/Mayor of this humble little municipality/bar & grill we have goin' here, so make yourselves at home."
As Vincent upends his water, Banger silently urges him to gulp down the guacamole before continuing: "Messirs Eriksson & Smiley-shirt, we have rooms to rent if you decide to stay overnight & you are both welcome to have the run of the 5 primary caverns...all I ask is that while here, don't litter, & if you visit one of our brothels, don't mistreat the whores or you could end up dead...basically, just follow the golden rule."
"Now, chomp down on that pepper, Lefty...It's got alot of capsasin in it." he said to Vincent as the man was wiping a speck of guacamole from the corner of his mouth with a revolted grimace.
It only took about five seconds for the pepper to make itself known.
Vince's eyes begin to water & his nose drips profusely as his sinuses slam open.
"So anyway," Banger says as he gets up & grabs the tray, "Just call when you need something & I'll probably bring it."
As he walks away, he pauses to lean down & in little more than a whisper says to the pepper-eater: "Yeah, sorry about the guacamole & the chili pepper...the guac was about to turn & I simply didn't want it to go to waste; & the pepper?...well, I just wanted to see if you would eat it!"
Just so you know for the future: water's the only thing that can fix a hangover...but I'll get ya some milk in a few minutes, it'll neutralize the burn...Sooo, welcome to the Green Hell Beergarden, Dude." he says with a misfits smile and walks off