[Hazel blinks- fancy and quiet? Is he-- oh, because of the house. He waves a hand quickly to dismiss that notion. That really isn't the priority of a bar, as such...]

A nice that serves liquor that ain't just poison'll do for me. I don't fuss, but after bein' served a sile malt whiskey that must've truly had just one single grain in the whole bottle, I've taken to bein' a little more particular. It can look as mean as it wants, besides!