*Butch heads over towards the nidoking now. Nodding to him he speaks to him once he gets closer.* -Butch- What will it be stranger? *It seems he knows what questions are floating through his head. But he doesn't answer them at the moment, better to let the customer do the asking instead of freaking them out. Meanwhile down at the other end of the bar the dark mewtwo turns to look at the approaching skunk. A brow is raised at the sight of the glass of milk. Milk?! In this place, the poor skunk is truly a babe in the woods. Drawing in a breath he lets it out slowly before finishing off his drink. Setting the glass down he waits a few more moments before replying.* Hello there, so tell me kid what are you doing in a place like this? *He can feel the others just staring at the poor skunk. They want him real bad he can tell, the drool is practically forming a river on the floor. The poor skunk doesn't have much of a prayer getting out of this place now. He is a marked man, but now he is close to the infamous SK. Thus his demise is being put off for the moment, though he knows that they won't stay at bay for long.* Oh and tell me your name kid, you know me I'm Mr. SK. But you can call me SK.