"Why exactly<span style="font-style: italic">do</span>they have this place quarantined or blockaded or whatever the fuck they're doing? I'm not actually<span style="font-weight: bold">from</span>here so I have no idea what's going on." He sighs, his vacation was seriously cramped by these goings on, it was supposed to be an extended one, but still, it would be so much more fun if the people werent all caged in, prey are so less wary when they can roam free range.<br/><br/>He downs another bottle of the drink while he waits for an answer, seeming to be pleasantly affected, though it's hard to tell if he's buzzed or if he's having a completely different  reaction to it, aside from his increased body temperature, making him something of a living space-heater at the moment. He pauses, sniffing the air as a human comes in with the scent of another species all over him... The big skunk just turns back to the bar owner, assuming the man is one of those... fuck what were they called, fuzzies or something, humans who like to bang 'animal like' species.