Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard

[Petitioner]

Rocky yawned.
So far, it was another boring day. The Junkers Congress hadn't gotten back to him or Kert yet, and nobody here was interested in old diamonds... maybe he'd give 'em to his dear old mom back on heell-oooooooo, what is this? A pretty lady, drinking?

Rocky slid up from his table, leaving his half-finished California Special all alone. He walked up to the blue-haired girl.
"Sorry to bother you, but, uh, you look familiar from somewhere."
It wasn't really a lie; he knew exactly who she was now he was closer to her, but Rocky never was one for creative pickup lines, anyways.

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