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Rody knew the locals. Rody knew the regulars.

He wasn’t one of them.

The guy stuck out as soon as he walked into the establishment. Rody was well-aware that he would have to go greet the newcomer, and could only hope that things went smoothly. He would have to get a feel for the guy. See if he knew what kind of area he was in; what kind of people typically dined here. And if he was one of them.

“Welcome to Stanley’s Bar.” Rody threw on his typical customer service grin as he addressed the green-haired fellow, placing a glass of water on the table in front of him. “I’ll be your little caretaker for tonight. Is there anything I can get for you? Do you need any recommendations?” His name was purposefully not handed out to the other, nor did he wear a nametag. That’s just how this place ran.​