*Matsiyan slouches into the bar and greets Guy unenthusiastically. After another word or two he looks around, nods, authorizes a credit charge and then heads over to the occupied table.*
Hello, Mundy. *he speaks quietly. Then after a pause, with a wan smile *
*Guy appears with a tray of glasses and a bottle of brandy*
I figure this might be useful fairly soon.
Hey, Eric, what are you fiddling with over there and what is that smell?