Popping up from under the counter he eyed her for a moment. He was hooking up a new keg of his house beer when he'd heard he storm in. Everyone went silent. She wasn't much taller than the last time he'd seen her, that had been years ago now, ended badly too. He sighed at the memories.<br/><br/>"I'll grab my tool box, do you know if its a main pipe or is it under a sink?" he stood up, using a customers glass to test the new keg and get it going. Ted, the customer, didn't mind the free beer. "Kale, watch the bar. I'll be back... whenever this is taken care off." he wiped his hands off on a bar rag before grabbing his tools from under the bar and headed for the door. Not looking forward to her screaming at him over anything trivial he planned out several scenarios to make this quicker. Once across the street he followed her to the steps.<br/><br/>"Fuck." he took his boots and socks off, as well as his shirt. "Got a pair of swimming goggles?" he asked sarcastically as he stepped down into the water. Zeroing in on the sound he found the birst pipe under the sink. luckily it was after a valve and he was able to turn it off easily. Pulling out his phone he made a couple quick calls. "Okay, a friend of mine is on his way with his crew to get the water out of here and start drying everything. I'll get you a discount on all of that. This is a fucked up month." he rubbed the back of his neck. "Took the world ending for you to talk to, eh?"<br/><br/>Sometimes he was a jackass, and she was probably about to let him know it too. Despite everything it was nice to see her again. Not a passing glance or across the street, but right there at the top of the steps... glaring down at him.