🍻-- Bars were basically a staple at this point for Logan. Not really for the drink, though he liked it well enough when it was good, but the intel and the people watching were always a show and a half. Good way to get information, that: get 'em drunk and they'll say plenty that they wouldn't sober.
More than that though it was a low-pressure sort of social where he could, typically, be around people without getting heavily involved. ...Even if more encounters than not ended in a bar fight of some sort...
In any case, as of late, he'd been enjoying the ability to actually feel it when he drank. 200-some odd years of having to drink high-proof alcohol for hours on end just to feel even a buzz, but was... almost nice to get on without it. He didn't necessarily want to be drink (he'd learned long ago that that was no way to block out anything), but it wasn't like he'd lie and say he didn't enjoy feeling a bit tipsy or more every now and then over the past while.
At the moment, he'd made his way into a tiny nondescript bar and was slowly nursing a second beer.
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