You ain’t missing shit. Used to not be so bad. Over run with fucking Kurds now. Thieves and murderers the lot of them.
Yep. Definitely don’t miss that place. Who’d ya know? Tried to keep to myself mostly during my little stint, but there is always a chance we have a common connection.
I was making a special little delivery in these parts. Not something I’m usually willing to do—but the customer found a way to appeal to my entrepreneurial nature.
Hah, yeah, I'll keep away. I got enough of that shit back when I was still living in Detroit.
Someone by the name of Eddie Dreyfuss. He was in there last year, though. Seeing as you got out five years before, I doubt you'd have known him; though the name might ring a bell since his stupid ass face was all over the news after his escape.
Hm, well, it got you rolling up to my bar, so their entrepreneurial nature gave me benefits too; that is, if you're planning to take a second drink after this one, of course. I might not be in the cheapest of neighbourhoods, but I try and keep my prices low.















