[He pings that coin off two different things before pocketing it, and starts straightening up glasses.]

Yeah, still in the thick of it. People in the Last City got it pretty good. But you know it goes for people that get used to it bein' too safe, right?

I don't reckon it's like that here. All the fightin' seems to be between the pets.

[The top of his creepy Espurr's head can be seen running by at some point as she absconds with a jar of olives. He does nothing to stop her escape. Better she go be creepy and stare at it wherever she's gone than in front of the patrons. He picks up his glass of water again and raises it in a toast.]

Here's to a place where the world isn't in immediate threat of descendin' into darkness. Probably.