User blog:Bzero/Bar Fights

"So, I’m sittin’ there at the bar, enjoyin’ a well-earned drink after singlehandedly liberating some choice bits of research data from deep in Decepticon territory -- I did mention I’m a world-famous super-spy, right?"

"Why are you still talking to me, rat?"

"Rude! Well, anyway, these two boneheads from Garrus-9 - guards or somesuch - start gettin’ into a fight about who the best Funghurian murderball player is. And I don’t mean yer standard bar disagreement with raised voices and harsh woids - I’m talkin’ thrown chairs and flyin’ punches! I almost spilled my drink!"

"You’re gonna see some flyin’ fists if you don’t leave me alone."

"Oh, Slag. Yer such a kidder! Anyway, I mean, what’s wrong with those brutes? Can’t have a civil drink without them startin’ fights everywhere they go."

"THAT’S IT!"

"Aw, well. Look at the time. Nice talk, big guy. Catch ya later."