Another oddity, the rapier refuses to be put into the bag. No matter the amount of pushing and straining will it go in. So it is just a matter of pretending to like two rapiers and glaring at anyone that looks at you cross wise. Which gets you past th front guard easy enough. Once back in your flat, dusk has settled more or less intact, with the night breeze from the ocean bringing in some chill for the hot as hell day.<br/><br/>The rapier showing its unique power to utterly fail at slicing anything, just bouncing off of the booze bottles, which only serve to splash stale booze onto the blade all the same that was left inside. Your regular rapier does just fine in the cutting and slicing department.