Swerve's was a lively bar, chatter and excitement all around. It was a bright place, with Swerve- the owner- as the bartender. You leaned by one of the tables, grabbing an energon drink and chatting with your friend happily. Your friend was very active, talking excitedly with you- and without a thought also grabbed an energon drink. Everyone was very friendly here, most definitely.

You smiled and laughed, before the bar when quiet. You turned your head, gazing to the door. And there stood the figure of Ultra Magnus, Swerve's eyes widening as sweat dropped down his face.