Salem walked back to his table and sat down with Al. He motioned the bartender over.
"Kid looks like he's had a rough day," Al said, staring at the bar. Salem glanced over and saw Trey sitting at one of the stools. "Hey, can you make a Radonian Fyrquas?" he asked the bartender. When the bartender nodded, Al said, "Cool. Send him one on Salem here."
Salem rolled his eyes and turned to face the bartender. How had he gotten stuck with the sympathetic android who seemed to have no qualms about spending his money? "And I wouldn't mind some food. House special, I guess. Whatever's good for humans. And some water," he said.
The bartender turned and walked back behind the bar without a word, where he began mixing things in a large mug for Trey's drink. When it was finished, he set the concoction down in front of Trey. It was a slightly cloudy, mostly clear liquid, but every once in a while, what looked like condensation would form on the outside of the glass before evaporating rapidly. The condensation ranged in color from bright green to dark blue. The bartender immediately swung around and began preparing food for Salem.