Mark couldn't help but snicker at the 'insult' thrown at him by the woman who seemed to belong in the streets. really? was that the best she could think of? Car Junkie?...if anything, Mark agreed, and he didn't feel ashamed by it. "Mmhmm. Hope that wasn't an insult, cause it didn't work..." He called after her, before rolling his eyes and drinking from his can again deeply...something told him not many would be getting along with him here, at least not straight away.<br/><br/>When Mark was done with his Cider, he tossed the can into the nearby Rubbish Bin, before nodding to the Barman. "Cheers mate." HE said, smiling before turning to leave the bar. HE sighed slightly, folding his hand's behind his head as he looked around. "...Well, guess I know where I'll be snoozing tonight..." He turned to his Blue Subaru. He didn't mind sleeping in his car, and he didn't really have any choice for the moment...but he still wished the tire hadn't gone so he could've been back home to sleep at instead. He shrugged it off though, getting into his car and relaxing in the seat.