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[blackirish]

It was a slow night in McKenna's and Mike had let the bartender and most of the waitstaff go early. There was no point in keeping them standing around when there wasn't any demand for them and they wouldn't make any tip money. He knew the business as well as anyone and he hadn't scheduled himself to work the Dive that night, so he put himself behind the bar instead.

Not that there was much to do there either, there were only three customers in the bar area and he had one waitress left to cover the tables. The prep work was all done and at this point unless there was a sudden flood of people all they'd need to do is put things away for the night. He looked up from his newspaper as the bell over the door rang, jostled by said door's movement as someone stepped in from the street.

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Re: Mongrels at McKennas

[ghargreaves]

Gerald took a sip from his scotch and considered Mike's predicament. It was indeed a slow evening, and although he hadn't had much of a chance to chat with him, he ran an establishment that Gerald did feel was more his 'comfort level' than many of the establishments around the city.

"Well, it depends on which beast it is, really. Do either of you happen to have a crossbow handy?"

Re: Mongrels at McKennas

[daniel_stacy]

“Dude, are you serious?” Daniel gave him an incredulous look. Back home in England, did people just walk around with crossbows or something? Maybe they did. Maybe he should.

“Nah,” he shook his head, “I don’t have anything like that, and what I do have, I don’t think will help in this situation.” He looked at the bartender. “By the way, it’s hounds. Two of ‘em.”

Re: Mongrels at McKennas

[blackirish]

Mike muttered a few choice words in Vietnamese and scowled at Daniel. "Give me a good reason I shouldn't just toss you out to them? You've got to have something they want or they wouldn't be keeping after you."

He glanced between the two men. "I've got to check on my other customers and the staff. Figure something out or I'll figure it out for you."

Re: Mongrels at McKennas

[ghargreaves]

Watching the expression on Mike's face told Gerald the man meant what he said, and he looked at Daniel as the bar owner stalked off to see to the others.

"Well, this does leave us in a fine predicament," Gerald said, coming to stand beside the young man. "What did you do to draw their attention?" he asked, glancing at Daniel a little more closely than on New Year's eve. "Whatever it is, it's certainly raised their ire, as well as their hackles."