[This is 100% Gren's kind of place-- run-down and poorly lit, with people drinking right out of the bottle. His stupid Crocodile Dundee villain-esque wardrobe almost doesn't look completely out of place in a bar like this.]
[He sits down at the bar, close enough to be in passing distance but not close enough to be friendly. Because, well... Gren.]
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[He sits down at the bar, close enough to be in passing distance but not close enough to be friendly. Because, well... Gren.]
That better not be fuckin' all of it.
[One bottle is not gonna cut it.]