After retiring from the forest and dumping their stuff at their hotel residence, Samus and her two camera crewmembers walked down Cemetery's main high street. This was far from a normal trip, no Chozo Lore or Pirate Logs, simply neon signs and the hustle and bustle of a busy town around here. "XXX Rated X's – Gelatinous Blobs Do What YOU Want", "Eat at McRidley's", "Kraid's Diner", "Adam's Internet Café".

There was everything around here. The party decided not to stop off at any place to glitzy, so they ended up in a quaint pub named "Millsy's Manhole". Behind the bar was a pleasant Earthling who came from the Australian part of the planet – his name was Andrew Mills. He was wearing just a normal green shirt and a pair of ordinary jeans...he seemed like your average guy if it weren't for the hat he was wearing, it was the same colour green as his shirt, only it had bits of string attached and from those strings dangled corks. Quite why he was wearing this was beyond Samus.

"G'day love, what'll it be?" The odd-hat-wearing barman asked.

"I'll have a shot of whiskey..." Samus sighed, "give them to me straight up".

"Them? Ah, fair enough".

Andrew whipped out two glasses and put one in front of Samus and one in front of himself. He grabbed a full whiskey bottle as if from nowhere, and poured a shot into each glass. He put the whiskey bottle down and drank a shot from one glass himself, and then lowered the glass slowly. He put it down on the table, and stared at his customer.

"I'm not up for a contest, Andrew. It is Andrew isn't it?"

"According to me badge it is, but I prefer Andy thanks all the same."

Samus took her shot. Andy quickly poured two more shots, and again took his quickly, but lowering the glass slowly.

"Okay, Andy. But like I said, I'm not up for a contest...I'd drink you under the table anyway. I-"

Samus was interrupted by her cameraman co-worker, who was sitting impatiently with his partner at a table nearby.

"OY! Aran! You going to get us some drinks or just sit there chatting up the barman?!"

Andy quickly lobbed two beer bottles in the direction of the camera crew; again, the bottles were flung so fast it was if they appeared out of nowhere – not so fast, however, that the crewmembers couldn't grab the bottles out of the air and happily guzzle them.

"You were saying?" Andy continued.

"I haven't had the easiest of days for starting something new, and so I don't really want to be returning to fighting and contesting things."

"Return to fighting things...?" As he said this, Andy picked up a mug and started to clean it with a rag.

"Yes...I used to be a bounty hunter." Samus pointed at her shirt. "I used to hunt these little buggers." She then raised her hand from her shirt to her glass, and took her shot. In keeping now, Andy poured more shots and took his. "I hunted them all...took all the buggers down, one by one, some of the biggest and ugliest, and some just little hatchlings..."

"Wait, you mean to tell me you're Samus Aran? The Metroid Bounty Hunter?" Andy finished wiping his mug.

Samus took her shot. Andy stared at Samus somewhat surprised, and without even flicking his eyes, poured again two more shots and took his.

"That would be me. After taking down the final Metroids there was nothing for me to really hunt anymore. I used to be hunted also, by a creature named Ridley..."

Andy looked genuinely awestruck now. "You mean to tell me that an owner of a burger joint used to fly around space trying to kill you?!"

That didn't really add up for the ex-bounty hunter. She gave Andy a confused look and took her shot. Pick up bottle, pour into glass one, pour into glass two, put down bottle, and take shot. Samus took her shot immediately this time as well. Again, he poured.

"I haven't a clue what you're talking about there Andryu...Andpoo...er, Andy."

The conversation stopped there, both contestants looked heavily confused with one another. The drinking however, did not stop. The drinking extended to no less than ten more glasses, before Samus finally got up and walked past her happily chatting crewmembers.

"I'll shee you later on in the afternoon...breakfast...morning, guys. Yes. Breakfast. Shee you tomorrow breakfast at morning."

"Um, are you sure you don't want us to come along now and help you back to the hotel?" The second crewmember asked.

"NO! I shall be finely okay. I used to be an bounty hunter for Chozo's sake." Samus pointed her fingers into the position of a gun, and aimed her 'weapon' at the door of the bar. "BLAM!" She pretended to fire at the door. "Into the unknoooooooown! Away fido, we must ride!" Samus ran out the door. The barman looked on, totally unfazed by his drink, and put the quarter- full bottle of whisky back behind the bar.