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Erik Vinteren
Erik was also thinking of ordering something off the menu. His blue eyes roamed around the bar to see how empty it was...a good thing...before he focused again on the bartender and owner.
"Doing vell, vhanks," he returned Hops' greeting with a nod. "How about yourself?" Maybe the bartender would join him for a bite.
"That's good to hear, the election stuff has been heavy on my shoulders I can't image how you're feeling." The pub owner chuckled, as he pocketed the majority of the till's coinage.
"I was thinking about grabbing a bite to eat, would you like anything?" Those chicken pot pies were calling his name.