Welcome!

[gunnar]

*Finishes his beer*

Can I have another one?
And.. 10 cl of Groenstedt's XO cognac, oldest one ya got.
And.. a cigarr if ya got..

[William Richerd]

Will walks into the mess hall, seeing the place deserted just shrugs and sits down at a table and waits to see what happens

[Zack Mannion]

U werent interrupting something.

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[gunnar]

*Enters and walks up to the bar*

Miss Malka *nods* bring me the 'long island icetea' of atleast 3 worlds.

I've enlisted onna ship, and it might take awhile until I sit comfortably at a bar again..

And.. a pack of cigaretts, no filters.

[gunnar]

*Stops humming, and looks at the bartender wich seems to be doing something very important. He picks up his tricoder and tries to figure out what*

-Hm, I didn't know bartenders did nano-mecanics.. wait.. you might wanna add 1 more electrino to that .. or, wait NO! .. *phue* not that one.. the other one.. yes.. that one.. let's make a new drink, not an photonbomb...

It's mu =1.66057 ?  10? where 27 W ± ó = 23ëi, NOT vice versa.

Well thank you very much.

[Malka]

Ooh, the boss is angry..  watch out! *rolls her eyes*
Listen, Zack, Mannion, boss, or whatever you want me to call you (and I'll keep calling you Zack, so don't even bother to answer that), if you wanna fire me, fire me. But you know you'll be losing one of the best bartenders you could ever ask for.

I understand Malka I had my own bar.  Maybe I should just go.

[Malka]

Okay.. *raises her eyebrows* Now THAT I wasn't expecting..
*Malka shakes her head, concentrating on her bar again. She looks at the tables, trying to see if anyone needs something*

[gunnar]

*Laughs*

d*amn right about that.

*Lights a smoke and smiles ear to ear*

*Takes a sip on his bear and starts to blow smalls rings of smoke*

Soooooooo Malka.. you're bored.. i'm abit bored.. waiting for my ship to get a mission.. we could help eachother to pass time yanno.

*grins*

*after 10 seconds of evil looks and grins, he stops and takes out a deck of cards*

Poker?

[Patrick Brown]

==^== Computer: ALL RELIANCE CREW ARE ORDERED BACK TO THE SHIP==^==