The music of the bar played pleasantly in the background while you stand behind the bar. There weren't many guests there today. "Hello Captain," you murmur in a friendly manner as John Price, one of the regulars, sits down at the counter. John admired you- gentle, smart and focused. He would ́ve liked havin you on his team. He took the drink you had prepared without even having to ask what he wanted to drink. "It's John to you sweetheart. "It's John to you sweetheart."