Shrimpster snapped is fingers angrily, pushing his sunglasses down to glare at Cosmo and Sprout; the two bartenders. Sprout was a trainee under the guidance of Cosmo, the head bartender. “I ordered a martini ten minutes ago!” He snapped with a huff. Sprout leaned away. What was in a martini..? His thoughts were cut short as Cosmo handed the shrimp toon a martini. “Don’t worry, Sprout. You’ll get the hang of it eventually.”

The door soon opened with a ding! The two servers, Boxwell and Poppy, stopped what they were doing to watch the guest walk in. Astro, a spy for the Vivid Mains and an incredible sniper stepped into the bar, his big coat that hid his extra two arms trailing behind him as he walked over to the counter.*

“Shit!” Sprout yelped quietly as he ducked underneath the counter. Sprout used to be a part of the Vivid Main’s gang, but had gotten on Dead Eye Dandy’s bad side and escaped. He crawled across the wooden floors as carefully as possible before going into the back to hide behind a crate. Bottles of alcohol from Teagan’s Bar were stacked together, and when Sprout bumped into it one fell. It landed with a crash.

Astro Novalite stopped his drink, putting it down. “..What was that?” He asked, tilting his hat, his eye narrowing.

“Oh Sir Astro, don’t worry about it. I’m sure it was Boxwell; that waiter can be silly when getting out a bottle or two of wine.” Cosmo assured, waving him off with a nervous look.

..Boxwell? Ain’t he the box-headed waiter? I saw him just a second ago, Astro thought. He finished his drink and got to his feet, he then crossed to go behind the counter.

“What are you doing?” Cosmo asked quickly, panic seeming to seize him.

“I’ve gotta check something.” Astro replied smoothly. He went to the back and spotted leafy hair; a graze out of it seeming from a gun shot. He stepped into the back with a dark look, looking down at Sprout who had caught one of the bottles that had fell.

“Well well well. Look at who we have here.”