<div align="center"><tt class="bbc_tt"><em>Micheal - Getting drunk</em></tt></div><br/>He grinned as he lifted the beer to his lips and took a long drink. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm far from a good fella." Though choosing not to elaborate on him not being that good of a guy. Setting his drink down on the bar, he listened to the barman giving the girl who just entered a hard time. Micheal hadn't seen her before. Did Simon's Bull really need help managing the place, or was she just eye candy.<br/><br/>"It's alright though. I won't be losing any sleep.  Probably gaining it." Micheal's tone came off a bit harsh, but he was only telling the truth.<br/><br/>He bit the inside of his cheek, and then grabbed his cigarettes, igniting the smoke and again taking a trip for the short allotted time. "Lots of shit has been happening here in Cape Merrin. People going miss. People being found dead, mutilated. All types of shit." He scoffed and laughed at the thought. It was sad though. With all the hunters showing up in Cape Merrin the death toll doesn't even consider dropping. "What have you heard about Cape Merrin? I might be able to shed some light on it." Finishing his beer, he tapped his mug on the bar, and signaled for either bartender to give him a refill.