((Yeah, I know his currency's good. He's making assumptions without asking, the punk

))
Salem turned away from Belzar and stared at the window for a minute, mouth agape, before simply shrugging.
He turned, smiling, and introduced himself to John, "Corporal, eh? Glad to meet you. Name's Salem. It seems, as usual, that I've arrived just in time to interrupt something."
Glancing around, he sighed. "Is it hot in here, or is that just me?" Grinning at his little joke, he took off his cloak, revealing his camouflage jumpsuit/flight suit and his utility belt with a few gadgets still attached, including his grav-pistol. He quickly folded the cloak and set it on the table, then, noticing the toast across the bar, filled and raised his glass in their direction as well. He downed it quickly before looking back to Keshin, Parker and John.
"So, where's this guy who can apparently help me?"