Andrea walks into the Bar, accompanied by a man of around his mid 50's.
'This is the main Bar. I come here every once and a while, but I try and avoid it if Derek Mandle is here. He can be a little obtrusive.' said Andrea as she walked through the well-tread establishment.
'Well then,' said the man, 'Seeing as were here, and the one you call 'Derek' isn't here, we might as well ahve ourselves a small drink.'
'If you wish, It's quite good, but remember, were Honest pilots. Don't have too much'
Andrea sat down at the Bar with her father. 'We jsut ahve some Liberty Ale, Sophie.'