Aw, come on! Let me treat you. Please? [An aside to the bartender, before he's actually responded--] Charge that to my room, okay?
[The bartender nods, though she doesn't seem to actually do anything in particular about it. It's fine, probably.]
Besides, you're new here, right? Consider it a welcome to Wellstone, from me.
[If it makes him feel any better, Ryan takes a sip of his own clearly not poisoned drink. It's sweet and bitter and a little easier to stomach than whiskey on its own.]
Do you remember your name? [A weird question, but phrased to be the Wellstone sense of polite. If he doesn't, he won't have to dig for it and hurt himself.] I'm Ryan.
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[The bartender nods, though she doesn't seem to actually do anything in particular about it. It's fine, probably.]
Besides, you're new here, right? Consider it a welcome to Wellstone, from me.
[If it makes him feel any better, Ryan takes a sip of his own clearly not poisoned drink. It's sweet and bitter and a little easier to stomach than whiskey on its own.]
Do you remember your name? [A weird question, but phrased to be the Wellstone sense of polite. If he doesn't, he won't have to dig for it and hurt himself.] I'm Ryan.