Moxxie’s bar was lively as usual. Mordecai was sitting on a barstool, knocking back another bottle of Rakk ale. Bloodwing was perched on his shoulder. He never goes anywhere without his trusty avian companion. “C’mon Mox…..Why don’t we run away together? You and me?” He heard Moxxie ended up single again and he was like a dog with a bone. He was hung up on her even after Moxxie dumped him. He continues to fawn over her especially when he’s drunk Moxxie wasn’t interested and not taking his drunken proposal. Seriously “Sugar if I had a nickel every time you asked me that I wouldn’t need a tip jar.” Mordecai watches feeling irritated he was shot down again. He picks up his bottle of Rakk Ale drinking a few slugs. While Moxxie was paying attention to other customers that caught her eye, he just kept himself, drinking. He glances at his bird. “Night’s not going so well, eh Blood?” Mordecai said to his avian friend before drinking another swig from the bottle