@firevenant liked the Starter.
"Circus come to town or something?”
He remarked, smugly at that. “I’ve heard about those fire eating people...never thought I’d see one in person.” Did he stare at her while she downed a lit Seething Solar? Of course he did. After all, what was the chance he’d see something like that ever again, in a bar at that?
Certainly, he’d seen crazy things at bars before, after all the galaxy back home had many colorful characters, and it seemed here was no different, albeit on a more of a crazy level. The bounty hunter had seen plenty things, but never someone swallowing raw fire. That was exciting.
Spike leans over the bar in a relaxed manner, whiskey in one hand calmly and the other on his cheek. A smirk coats his lips as his generic-brand cigarette hangs loosely at the corner of his mouth. He stares at the oddly detailed chalice that held that lit drink before, and then back at the woman.
“How do you do it?”
