Dapple let out a startled squawk as Lark pulled her back, peeking her head out from behind the booth a moment later. The man had a gun out, and he was ranting. It wasn't the first time someone had pulled out a gun in Milk Punch. She got all sorts of people here, from downtown MC and Duskburg alike, so she was used to some - rowdier patrons. Still, the words this man was saying to her employee made her seethe, feathers sticking up on end and eyes going narrow.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" she shot back in the man's voice. "I say out, I mean out! Banned from Milk! Banned from Punch! None for you, none, be get going!"
Yesterday, upon the stair, I met a man who wasn't there! He wasn't there again today, Oh how I wish he'd go away!