Ares chuckled quietly. "I've never ran across a bar tender whom I didn't trust one hundred percent. Spiking the drinks they sell to their customers usually indicates a strong dislike and not outright malicious intent."
He noticed the brief shadow that passed across her face at his name, it looked like confusion but he couldn't be sure. And the way she eyed him with open curioisty didn't give too much away.
Ares held up his right wrist showing her the wrist-watch type device which allowed him to bend the physical space around himself; a sly grin on his face.
"I'm a freelance intergalactic bounty hunter, currently unemployed and in need of a drink or two after this thing brought me to the asteroid. Can never be too sure once it decides on a random destination. And yourself?"
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