Sanjuro looks over to Thomas, blinking as he snatched the turning glass before walking over to the bar. Letting out a low whistle, he looks back to the other two new comers, grinning and nodding in his seemingly trademark manner.<span style="color: green">"Hoi, I am Sanjuro. I imagine I'll be the cabrao with the guns for the job, and I enjoy the chance to show off for you all. So ka?"</span>Leaning back in his seat, the mouthy Amazonian winked over at Martha before reaching to his cup, only to rediscover it was empty.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">"Employer buys second round, yes? A sign of good faith?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>