Oom-Pah-Pah – Oliver!
"What is this place?" Glitch whispered to Cain.
"This, my friend, is a tavern."
"You're not going to go in there, are you?" he asked, aghast.
"Sure, why not?" said Cain, shrugging.
"People are fighting in there!"
"Yes, like I said, tavern." Cain stepped through the doorway and headed towards the bar.
Glitch hesitated in the door for a moment until a very large and not very clean man made to push past him and shoved the headcase into the loud, smoky room. Glitch hurried to the Tin Man's side.
"How long are we going to here?" he whispered.
"Have a drink," said Cain.
"Alcohol on half a brain?" Glitch gasped. "Do you know what that could do to me?"
"Improve you," he muttered.
"Cain!" the headcase screeched.