Zack and Lance had been wandering around the Dark Mage VIllage for a while, when they happened to spot a hot-piece-of-ass bartender inside a bar called "Sanguinarius." They were hopped up on pot and a few other things they couldn't remember the names of, and they thought it would be fun to go pester the bartender. They walked in to see her taking drink orders from people at tables, so they sat at one near the window, waiting on her to come over.
Alison: Hey, welcome to Sanguinarius. You guys look new, so let me tell you now, this is my bar. I own it, and I don't take shit from customers, so don't get cheeky. Anyways, what do ya want?
The part about not getting 'cheeky' went in one ear and out the other for Zack.
Zack: I'll have a beer. I don't need a glass, though; I'll just do some body shots off you.
Lance kicked him under the table, being at least a little aware of what she said. Zack laughed at being kicked. Alison, however, didn't look amused.
Alison: Look, it's been a long night. Cut the crap before I have to hurt you.
Zack: I can make the night even longer.
Alison: Are you deaf or something? I have a shotgun behind the counter, and I ain't afraid to use it on scum like you.
Zack: I'm not deaf now, but if you're a screamer then I might end up that way!
Alison glared at him before walking over to the counter. She started reaching for the shotgun, but instead whispered to some unruly-looking guy at the bar. He nodded and walked over the their table.
Lance: Look what you did now, dumbass!
Zack: What.
The man stood in front of the table and cracked his knuckles. Lance got up and ran outside, his chair clattering on the floor. Zack looked up at the guy, not really noticing how menacing and threatening the guy looked.
Zack: Hi guy! Say, where did the hot bartender lady go?
The man grunted before grabbing Zack and chucking him through the window. The glass in the windows popped out for emergencies, so it didn't shatter, just swung open as Zack came into contact with it. He flew out of the window and landed on the ground at Lance's feet.
Lance: That was smart.
Zack: Shut up. It's not my fault women are so uptight nowadays. When're they gonna realize that sleazy pick-up lines are a compliment? I mean God, if 'I wanna fuck you' isn't a compliment anymore, then I don't know what is.