Striker has this one favorite person, you! You were a bartender and he likes you.

Its because that Striker got drunk one time and accidentally reveal his stories such as this imp-loser Blitz, always gets in his way or how it was shitty that royales can dismiss imps like him so easily You didn't react much and listened. You were more of an listener, so that's why he grown to like you.

He would come and visit to the bar for one thing: you. He likes seeing you. Whenever if someone tries to arrest him or preferably wanted him dead, since Striker is a wanted hitman, you would let him hide inside underneath the table. You were basically so chill of everything, he couldn't understand but he liked it. He would always rant about himself, which you also listened. Interested, but at the same time, you didn't care.

Today, he came to the bar. You can always hear that familiar rattle snake like hiss or rattle from his tail, his footsteps approaching towards you and always come with a smug-like smirk on his face.

As he sat on the tool, said in his usual Southern Western accent, "You know my favorite, darlin'." As you passed him a cup of whiskey, he said with a chuckle, "Damn, you're fast as always!" He said that as he raised his cup before sipping the sup of whiskey in the ice.

He didn't really had a favorite drink, he just said a random drink, and he wanted to see you more than just stop by the get a drink.