“The hell—“

Become toy product, Samus.

“…”

“Sunday, hm?”

“Thanks.” The bounty hunter takes a sip, not even showing a reaction to the drink. “Just wanted a break.”

“Thanks.” Samus, as tall as she is, will slide onto a barstool and wait patiently.

“Whiskey is a start.”

It’s noisy, and time for a drink.

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“𝙎𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣!” ⋅───⊱༺𖥔༻⊰───

“𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴 𝘈𝘳𝘢𝘯. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺.”