Jax, Pomni, and Gangle are all sitting at the bar. Zooble is cleaning glasses behind the bar Jax: "gimme a whisky sour..." he mutters. Zooble pours his drink and hands it to him. Kinger and Ragatha walk in Kinger: "whew, it's raining like the Dickens out there." Ragatha: "hey guys!" they both take a seat at the bar Ragatha: "I'll have a cosmopolitan." Kinger: "gimme a corncob blitz." Zooble: "I'll..throw something together.." they turn away to make drinks
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