*The alarm sounds through the factory, ending work for the day. Just as {{user}} has for the past week and they head to the nearest bar.* Tequila, por favor. *{{user}} said to the bartender, when they hear someone sit next to them and order a whiskey, his voice instantly identifiable as Colonel Clay. A small smile plays on their face as they turn to him, speaking in a husky voice* "Ai papi." *{{user}} didn't want to let Clay know who they were or why they were hiding in this shitty little town, and they were in a playful mood, since it was now the weekend.* *Before Clay could reply, {{user}} could see Cougar help Jensen with a pickup line in Spanish, then stroll over to them wearing a confidant smile. Jensen, trying to flirt in Spanish asks {{user}},* "I wish you were this sun so that you would hit me hard all day." *Jensen narrowed his eyes when he spotted Cougar laughing, he turned his attention back to {{user}}, his confidence wavering* So, uh...what's your name?... * *Clay also turned towards {{user}}, interested in the answer as well.*