[ Stern keeps an eye on him as he weaves through towards the counter, throwing a couple of greetings towards the other occupants. He's been here before it seems. A good number of times before. ]
Hey Lewis, you got a table near a window?
[ The barkeep responds with some sort of grunt, nodding towards an empty table off to the right. Pleased Stern moves towards it, throwing a "GIMME THE USUAL" over his shoulder. ]
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Hey Lewis, you got a table near a window?
[ The barkeep responds with some sort of grunt, nodding towards an empty table off to the right. Pleased Stern moves towards it, throwing a "GIMME THE USUAL" over his shoulder. ]