Scott pops into the bar

[nj]

*Patrick Scott calmly walks into the bar*

Patrick Scott: Hey, barkeep. Can I have a Guiness?

*The barkeep turns around*

Barkeep: Guiness? We don't sell it.

*Scott cocks an eye*

Patrick Scott: No Guiness? You're kidding.

Barkeep: Demand was too high. So, we stopped selling it.

Patrick Scott: That explains it. I'll take anything you've got, then.

*The barkeep takes a glass and gets him a Strongbow*

Barkeep: Here you go. I heard you liked Strongbow.

Patrick Scott: You heard right, my friend. *Takes a drink* I'm a Fighty fighty person.

*The barkeep just smiles*

Barkeep: I could tell. Nobody can take that much Strongbow in one shot and not be an athlete.

Patrick Scott: I swear, I'll be addicted to this stuff in a week. But one's enough to tide me over for the moment.

TBCB anyone

[bomber]

The Bomber emerges from the bathrooms and sits next to Patrick.

Bomber: Don't worry...I washed my hands. By the way, tough match back there. You gave it all. I respect that. Let me buy you a beer! Barkeep! Guinness!

Barkeep: Outta Guinness!

Bomber: Bunch of savages in this town! Alright...What do you have from Wisconsin?

Barkeep: Linie's.

Bomber: Works for me!

Bomber slaps PS on the back. and laughs as he downs his brew.

Bomber: Lighten up man! You look like you could start a brawl!


TBCB Patrick 'The Riot' Scott (ps. cool nickname dude!)

[nj]

*Patrick Scott lifts an eyebrow*

Patrick Scott: Ah, it's just my face. Really, I'm well natured.

*TBB looks at him with a strange look*

Patrick Scott: Don't worry, I leave it all in the ring. I won't start a Brawl.

*TBB starts to take a drink*

Patrick Scott: Bartender! Another Strongbow!

TBCB Anyone/Bomber if he wants