((Sep... you're going to pay for that...))

Tristan looked at the one walking in his bar, who had just destroyed his door. He blinked a couple of times, he looked at 2 of his people and nodded to the doorway, they understood and quickly went to the doorway. Tristan threw an cleaning rag over his shoulder and turned to the vampire. "Excuse me for a moment... enjoy your drink."

Tristan moved untill he was in front of the newcomer and stared him in the eyes. "Greetings... and welcome to my humble bar... quite the entrance... I think that you're new here so I'll tell you my number 1 rule... no violence in this place, it's a safe heaven for all. This will be my only warning, those who violate this rule and my hospitality will be shown no mercy... no mercy at all..." Tristan didn't crack a smile and his eyes were burning.

He suddenly had a small notebook in his hand and was writing something down. He teared the paper off and handed it to the one who smashed his door down. "That's how much you owe me for the door and I'll expect you pay it, if not..." Tristan's hand came up with a gun and the 4 other barkeepers also had weapons in their hands. "Well... you don't really want to know and I rather not want to tarnish my bar's reputation as a safe refuge." Tristan and the others put away their weapons and returned to helping the patrons. Tristan winked at the newcomer and walked away.

Tristan turned to a young woman, who had been waiting for some time now. "Sorry was busy for a moment, what would you have?"

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