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[color=0072bc]'Could you fix me a whiskey sour? Does that actually exist in this dimension?'[/color] Hardwick asked Ayeka as his eyes wandered around the room, taking it all in. Hard to believe that less than five minutes earlier, he'd been running from his life from a hellish cult that worshipped strange and nightmarish beings beyond human comprehension. 

[i]At least there's no cops or Pinkertons out to stop me drinking in here,[/i] he thought to himself, and chuckled at the concept.

His gaze came to rest on a tiny blue creature not too far away - a fairy of some kind, by the looks of it. He nodded in acknowledgement at it.