"... Worse. That was a total cock-tease of a fight." Lukas sighed, shook his head, and turned back to the bartender who blinked at him. "Are you gonna call the cops?" he demanded.

The bartender hesitated for only a split second and then he shook his head firmly. "No, sir. Not me." He picked up the bills on the bartop. "I'd say you paid your way to some fun. It's just fine."

Turning away, he poured two more whiskeys and slid them across to Lukas and Jake. Lukas grinned, lifted his in salute, and knocked it back. "Good," he said. "Good, man, good."