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[kj1225]

Galen stares at the spectacle. He wonders to himself what a racist ghost knows about beer.

[Xantalos]

Tömas, looking about at the bar's largely uninterested patrons for support, catches sight of him.

Oh hoi! You lad from the fight earlier! C'mere, I gotta prove a point to this idjit barkeep.

[kj1225]

Galen shrugs and walks over to the ghost.

[Xantalos]

Now then, barkeep, we've a neutral subject fer our little contest. Sit tight, lad, and tell us which drink's better.

Tomas floats behind the counter and begins doing some bizarre alcoholic ritual to make a drink, while the barkeep does the same on the other half of th bar.

[kj1225]

Galen shrugs and takes a seat. This should be fun.

[PrivateNomad]

[33 SPIRIT] It's some pretty good beer. A simple spell for Tomas, synthesizing something from nothing using spiral energy.

[FelixSparks]

Buki nods to the bot and to the people gathered at the doctor's office.

"What say we leave in the morning, then?"

[scapheap]

CLAIR look at Buki "We?"

[FelixSparks]

"Yup. We. I'm going with you. Bots can be worth a lot, and I don't think you wanna get kidnapped...Plus, I've been meaning to go back home."

[scapheap]

CLAIR look at her body "Worth?" She look up "I was made to kill. I am the most common ammonites. Unless you mean materiel wise. Mostly steel, could find a good price for that, some worthless gold, skin not compatible with carbon lifeforms..." she continue pricing herself.

[PrivateNomad]

The doctor's daughter comes in and takes a good look at CLAIR.
 "Holy shit holy shit holy shit, an actual robot..."

[scapheap]

Said human-like robot turn to the daughter "Didn't your parents tell you is rude to swear?"

[PrivateNomad]

She gasps and begins to profusely apologize.

[scapheap]

"I accept your apology."

[Xantalos]

Tömas laughs in victory.

Hah! Now yours, barkeep.