The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub

[schlurbi]

Danny silently checks out that new Lad who arrived in the Bar and sat down in the Corner a few Tables far away from himself. As he whistles towards the Man he raises his Glass of Water, then spills it down. Water dropping out his Mouth, running down his Throat. Danny stands up, leaving the emtpy Glass behind on the Table. He walks towards the Table in the Corner.

"I saw that Boy *coughs* Nice Kick ya got. I hea'd what ya di 'swell. The Tampa eh? Silly Capt'n it was, no'mally they're silly like that. 'nyway, do ya know Sylpheed? *coughs* I bet ya woulda be int'rested in him. I see good Lads when I meet 'em, 'n ya're good 'nough to meet Sylpheed. What're thinkin' 'bout that Offah?"

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"Who is it doing this synthetic type of alpha beta psychedelic funkin'?"