Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Sitting on his bar stool, he settles back in the usual position, kicking his feet up on the counter, crossing his ankles. Sips at his beer while looking around the room, and scratches at his neck* Hn. Quiet. Gotta say, I like it . *Takes another drink, and tips his hat down low over his eyes*

*Having finished his beer, and three more after it, Logan had changed out of his black ops uniform and once more dressed in his usual boots, jeans and cowboy hat. He contented himself with a nap. Sitting on the stool behind the front bar counter, with arms folded, his shoulders rested on the back counter behind him. Booted heels were propped up on the front counter and crossed at the ankles and his head was tipped down to his chest, the brim of his cowboy hat drawn down over his eyes. At the scent and sound of someone entering the bistro, his woke slightly, but didn't move from his comfortable position.* No bartenders on shift, but the bar's open. Help yerself to what ever you want.

:nods:

Thanks. I'll just see what you guys have.

:looks behind the bar:

Logan, always the same no matter where or when I run into you.

:turns to Chris:
Hey there. My name's Talia but just call me T.J please!

*He just grunts in response to T.J., and offers a lazy two fingered half-salute to Kent. Then reshifts lightly in his position, and refolds his arms across his chest*

:laughs a little:

You can try, but he's pretty stubborn.

Hey there. My name's Talia but call me T.J.

Clarice is here? Where?

eek