Oh, he had been polite enough with the customers. One did not forget a lifetime of ‘on the side’ training in subtle graces, charm, and witticism from working an Irish pub. He had stumbled a bit at first, as if trying to remember half-forgotten lectures before he had gotten into full swing of being a bar hand. The difference of personality had downright frightened Joachim, who had actually straight up asked Handy if he was the same person he had met in a field over a week ago. Handy had waved him off. It was true; the shock of waking up in Equestria and everything he had experienced had… shook him a bit. He had been more honest and open in his feelings before, more so than normal, but even then he had kept most of his thoughts to himself. Now that he had something to focus on, something of consequence, meaning money, he could settle himself and start focusing on his projection and people handling. Or rather pony handling.