The huge mephit returns to the bar, albeit visibly smaller than when he entered before, perhaps leading those inside to believe that he is a different skunk. The scent that clings to him, however, is completely familiar and would dissuade anyone from thinking that he is anything but Ferus, or at least someone related to him. He moves up to the bar, setting a number of bills down again, and rests his claw over them.<br/><br/>"I'm not here for a drink... much though I do like your hooch. I'm hoping that you might be able to give me some information. I'm looking to start a... business. And I am going to need some supplies to get started.... chemicals, metals, various other goods and supplies. I know there are a few dealers of such things remaining in the city, though supplies are limited. But being on vacation, I hadn't prepared myself with such knowledge in advance. I didnt think I'd be staying, after all."<br/><br/>He chuckles, and gives a smile, one that for once isnt laced with flesh-rending malice, and then pauses, turning his head and yawning, his jaws unhinging for a brief moment with a dual pop before he closes his mouth with a snap. "I would be, of course, willing to pay handsomely for any information you might have on such suppliers. Or to a lesser extent, any contact that you might be able to set me up with that would be able to provide such information."