The wize one notices Renegade and RD, nods in their direction, and sends over severel brewskis, he then walks over to the juke box, picks out Pretty Woman, kicks the side of the box, walks back to his table and orders his usual, bacon, scrambled eggs, rye toast and hash browns and reminisis of the good old days and the fond memories of the bar fights, cartoon violence, GT chasing everyone with a hot poker riding on top of Rex, sigh, The Gryphin jumping out the window and landing in the rose bushes, The race of toilet demons that infest the bathroom.. and many more..... sigh...
, The Mac, raises his brewski in the air, nods again at RD and Renegade and offers up a toast to the ghosts of the bar and grills of the past......