He could well imagine getting used to spending his evenings in Joe's bar here. The man himself was pleasant enough company, with all the professional curiosity of a bartender and the decency to not let it show if he realised he was being lied-to in answer.

He wasn't the first guest tonight. Two men were already lounging at the counter. Or well, one was lounging. The other looked like he was just as likely to bolt and run as he was to actually finish his drink.

"Same as last night, Joe," he ordered as he nodded to the two other men. He wasn't overly interested in trying out any liquor at the moment. Hewas fealing beat-up enough in the mornings as it was. Coke would suit him just fine for now.