Making for the back right corner alcove of the bar, you find a man sat there, busy prepping a plastic inhaler device of some kind that appears to contain a thick golden coloured substance. The small table in front of him is littered with cigarette butts, several empty beer bottles, and another empty inhaler.
"Can I help you?" The man asks as he notices you looking into his alcove, stopping his preparations and draining one of the beer bottles with a final swig as he looks at you expectantly.
Li Fei narrows her eyes at the man as he pockets his phone. What, he think I'm going to walk off with it? Psh. I don't want to know where that thing has been.
She glances expectantly at Reiji, waiting for him to take the lead.
