*Karnov laughs again, slapping his knee as he does so* Karnov cares not for the patron environment. Karnov only cares for three things. Vodka, treasure, and the wearing of no shirt. *Karnov takes out a fistful of antique gold coins from who knows where and sets them on the cracked table* Karnov thinks this will be enough for the damages that are of happening to weak table.

*Karnov looks around, confused for a moment* Oh, Karnov thought this was a bar. Karnov's bad. Will have to visit somewhere else. Good luck with the store little man. *Karnov laughs as he stands up and walks out the ba- cafe. He hardly seems to have noticed the other customers as he goes, walking like he owns the place*

*A large man pushes his way past Faggor, laughing boisterously as he does so. He ponders the drink machine for a moment, before typing in "Gravy Vodka"*

*A Brawny, shirtless man walks into the cafe, confident, he sits down at a table, he strikes the table with his barehand, cracking it a little, he hardly looks at the menu before laughing and shouting to the crowd* Haha! Little man working at cafe. Karnov would like drink blood of enemies.