Maxamillion threw a knife by Nytheria's feet. "Well then atleast finished off what the old man had already made. Or else thats just plain rude." MAxamillion said walking outside.<br/><br/>Atleast 60 drinks where set on the table. "Oh boy....thats alot coming from my pay tonight.....man I may even need to close the place now since that youngster didnt pay for any of em." the old man said as he walked to the bar.