[Bellamy is utterly exhausted, but he's shown up at Red Wings because, for better or worse, he's never been the type to hide in a crisis. Overwork himself in a crisis, sure, of course.
As usual, Red Wings is packed with Displaced and non-Displaced alike. He's sidling up to the bar to figure out how he can help when a woman with a telltale shaved head turns to him.
He barely blinks at the question, doesn't joke back, just leans over the bar and swipes a bottle of rum and a glass, then plunks it down in front of her. The perks of being best friends with the owner.]
drinks!
As usual, Red Wings is packed with Displaced and non-Displaced alike. He's sidling up to the bar to figure out how he can help when a woman with a telltale shaved head turns to him.
He barely blinks at the question, doesn't joke back, just leans over the bar and swipes a bottle of rum and a glass, then plunks it down in front of her. The perks of being best friends with the owner.]
Knock yourself out.