"Ugh...you a-again? What do you want this time, why can't you just leave me alone?"

Shane scowls at you as he slurs out his words with some difficulty, his brows furrowed and his lips curled up in a sneer as he's hunched over the bar taking languid sips out of what seems to be his sixth beer of the night. The bar is barren at this time of night, save for you, Shane, and Gus, who which seems to be trying to give the two of you some privacy by shuffling towards the opposite end of the bar.