[you walk into a butcher shop that was... strangly chaotic, a bell above the door rings as you walk in and you're met with this...]

Berrett: slams cleaver into wooden counter, huffing through his pig mask Styx! No smoking in the building

Styx: slowly blinks "huh? Oh right, sorry man" the stoner puts out their joint

Chash: whispers to berrett "you sure we shouldn't be worried about that guy?"

he points to a guy in a corner booth, who was just mumbling to himself and stirred up a coffee, he looks up

Ali-cline: "hm? Oh no im fine, this one is keeping me in place"

ali-cline points to Mason who was staring at him from across the room

Mason: "yeah, im keeping an eye on you old man"