[Rich]

A little while later in a small, dark cramped street somewhere on Mafia turf Joey enters Marco's bar. The dark lounge is full of cigar smoke even though there is no-one inside. The Bartender is a Slig in a purple suit.
Joey approaches the bar and the Barman sees his face.

Barman:*worried* If you've come for the protection money I've already sent it!

Joey shakes his head

Joey: Don't worry, We just want some help with something.

Barman:*relieved* What kind of thing?

Joey: Theres a new guy in town, The boss says his names Juk. He's a shady character. He did a job for us earlier. Haven't seen him, have you?

Barman: Don't know, what did he look like?

Joey: He's just a normal Vykker, Ive never seen him myself...

Barman: Got it, I'll keep an eye out.

Joey: Thanks, couldn't get me a drink could you?

Barman: On the house.

The Barman pours a drink for Joey and hands it to him. Joey sips it.

Joey: This city is getting worse everyday. I saw two dead bodies on the way here.

Barman:*To himself* Why didn't I open a bar in Caralot? I should have never come to this hellhole...

Joey finnishes his drink.

Joey: You ought to watch yourself on the the streets now. Something big is gonna happen round here soon the boss told me last week. And whatever it is its gonna be real bad, real, Real bad.

He heads towards the door.

Joey: If only he would tell us what it is.

Barman:*considering his words* See you around Joey, watch yourself...

Joey nods to the Barman and closes the door behind him. It is raining now. He takes a few steps and his pants creak.

Joey:*Thinking* I must buy some new God-damn Pants...