Keith stopped at the door of the bar, eye-balling the room before going in, he saw Clif there, his new boss talking to some guy sitting at his table. In a corner, another Rogue was watching the two talk. Keith entered the bar slowly, giving and collecting nods to the other Rogues as he went to the Barkeep
''Mikey!, So, how's been ya' first day 'ey ?''
The barkeep said as he poured a random drink into a jug he snatched from somewhere, Keith..or 'Mikey' didn't really have a favorite drink, so the Barkeep always poured whatever his eye caught first. He slid the jug to Keith and returned to filling some more for the others, but at the same time keeping his ear on Keith's words.
''Well..good, I guess...dunno, some credits, blew up a guy or two''
''Eh, not so lucky, but...'tis yer first day, it'll get better''
''Hopefully...oh yeah, some Zoner was nice enough ta' share some tobacco he had goin' to New York or somthin', 20 crates of it, it's in my hold, tell 'em docking area suckers to lift it up 'ere, they probably forgot already''
''A nice Rogue aren't ya ?''
The barkeep chuckled
''I'd doubt that...jus' givin' cuz I dunno what to do with 'em''
''Yeah all right Mikey, jus' tell me when yer cup is empty''
The Barkeep then gave his full attention to the others, Keith got up with his cup and sat down on a table near the corner, leaning on the wall as he drunk his Ale and eyed the room silently.
