Jeremy just chuckled darkly. He didn't even stand. He just chuckled. The bartender was suddenly shoved by an unseen force away.
"Right, why waste my time with your second-rate vodka. Hell, Toledo has better vodka. And its in the middle of a warzone."
Jeremy withdrew a flask and took a swig.
"Coalition makes the best."
He drummed his fingers on the table, looking at McFarlen.
"So. You want info. Ask away."
He seemed relaxed, even though he had been rude to the bartender. He just watched her, waiting. Anyone who approsched,them would find they could not move close to the pair for some reason; a few patrons moved to the other side of the bar. He blinked a few times rapidly. He didn't even seem serious. He just seemed curious about the woman in front of him.