Husk, per usual, had spent most of his day sitting at the bar, drinking the cheap booze they had in stock, even if it was for guests only. Right as he popped open a bottle, the door swung open to present a tired and semi-bruised Angel Dust. He plopped down on a bar stool.

Husk didn't even bother to greet him, but couldn't help a look of concern from the corner of his eyes.

After a heavy sigh, he put the untouched bottle down on the counter. "..the hell happened to you? Looks like it started raining and you fell down a water spout or something, hit yer head on the way down." The cat would grumble it that annoyed and pissed off tone, trying to sound indifferent. That was failing though, sounding like he just watched someone get murdered.

Glass would clink as Husk set a glass on the counter, pouring some liquor into it and sliding it over. He rested his head in one clawed paw, the other tapping the countertop. "So? What happened?"