[ There are plenty of bars, though Jack has a specific one in mind. Red Wings is owned by the Displaced, which makes it the safest place to have a conversation like this. Random New Amsterdam citizens will drop by after a game at the stadium, but on off days it's usually quieter.
Given the St. Patrick's celebrations, Jack's not too sure what to expect. He doesn't mind making the trip in relative silence, and it's close enough that they can walk rather than trying to shoulder their way onto a crowded train.
Once they get to the bar, Jack turns back to Jónsson and then makes a gesture toward the sign. ]
Been here yet?
[ It's possible someone else already told him about it. ]
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Given the St. Patrick's celebrations, Jack's not too sure what to expect. He doesn't mind making the trip in relative silence, and it's close enough that they can walk rather than trying to shoulder their way onto a crowded train.
Once they get to the bar, Jack turns back to Jónsson and then makes a gesture toward the sign. ]
Been here yet?
[ It's possible someone else already told him about it. ]