"Downing the liquor in just a second, Jason squeezed his eyes shut at the warmth of the liquid, despite how biting the taste was, it did what he wanted. Exhaling slowly, he looked back up, "What made you come to this joint as opposed to all the other ones?" There was no motive to his questioning except for pure curiosity and friendly conversation so that the bartender would not hold on him immediately."
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Rolling his eyes when his back was to Jason, Randy turned back with a somewhat shallow smile and shrugged a shoulder.
"Came for the view," he replied without a touch of sarcasm. "It’s mighty pretty up in these parts, even with the city sproutin’ up as it goes. What’s your story? You coulda picked an easier speak to mosey into, pal."