'You really turned this place around, Jock,' said Indy. 'I'm impressed.'

'You're not the only one who's had an adventure or two,' said Jock.

'Yeah. No. I can see,' said Indy. He looked around the old airplane hangar, where Jock used to keep his airplanes. It had been completely converted into a restaurant, a bar. It just looked so different.

On the walls were maps, posters, photos, banners - all items Jock had collected from his adventuring days.

There were shelves - screwed into the walls, hanging from the ceiling, and just as furniture - that had all kinds of memorabilia on them.

On the floor were the typical things you'd expect - namely tables, chairs.

Jock was standing behind the bar stocking the shelves with liquor, spirits, and various alcoholic beverages.

'Looks good in here.' Indy looked up at the ceiling. 'Wait, is that fan an airplane propellor?'

'All the ceiling fans are,' said Jock.

'How does that work?' asked Indy.

'I dunno. It's just for show.'

Something golden caught Indy's eye so he walked over to it. 'Is that…?'

'The fertility idol?' asked Jock. 'Yes.'

'You got it back.'

'Marrakech. You should know. You sent me for it.'

Indy nodded. 'I did.'

'It's a little ugly, but I like it,' said Jock.

Indy raised an eyebrow. 'You do?'

'Reminds me of you,' Jock said with a chuckle. 'Do you think you'd ever settle down?'

Indy considered this. And shook his head. 'There's plenty of life left in me, Jock. I'll probably die on an adventure.'

'I know what you mean,' said Jock, stepping out from behind the bar to admire his handiwork. 'Shot?'

'Might as well.'

From the bar, Jock picked up two shot glasses and poured vodka in each. Then he handed one to Indy. 'To the future?'

'To the future.'


A/N

I'm cheating a bit here with this one here, on two counts

- Jock Lindsey and Indiana Jones are IP

- Disney Springs is not technically part of the Disney Parks

But it's my birthday, so I'm giving myself a free pass.

Besides, Disney Imagineers gave Jock Lindsey most of his backstory for the Hangar Bar and inducted him into the Society of Explorers and Adventurers, so it's not like it's wholly out of place either.