“Lemme guess - got into a brawl or three? Been there.” Danny chuckled as he guessed about ‘the place back home’.<br/><br/>But his grin seemed to get wider as he listened to what Steve did. And he definitely took back Steve’s glass to stick it under the tap again, giving a small grumble as it *wanted* to play up, but he held firm until the pint glass was full once more.<br/><br/>“Oh yeah? Tell me, there a veteran cop called Frank still working there? Short blonde hair, loves hazing rookies? Seen him a few times, always looks like he’s in a bad mood.”<br/><br/>There was someone else Danny could have asked about, but that wasn’t his place. Not yet. He could just stand and observe.<br/><br/>“And thanks, I’ll save it for the end of my shift.” He explained as to why he wasn’t pouring himself one - working when tipsy was harder than it sounded.