*Loud jet like sound heard outside, when suddenly a space cruiser crashes into a corner of the bar and you see a form topple from it, roll and stand up, grab something from his side and take a swig from it, he then walks up to the counter and sits down, with a smirk, five o' clock shadow and circular burning neon yellow sunglasses* Hiya, I'm sorry for the mess, may have been a little under the influence *Takes swig of space whisky*