Hank walks up to the... strange... bug man? Hello, strange bug man, and asks how his day watching drunk people fling heavy bladed objects has been. Asked in Hank's booming deep voice after approaching with the laziest casual swagger a lack of general fucks can buy. He knows at some point this would go from nerve-racking to a normal day but damn, until it did?
Hank's done with his beer for now. He's waiting for his company to be ready to go, and just kinda lingering. But, honestly? He's a cop, and this seems like a more stressful job than even beat work. He's not sure the owners knew what they were getting into when they opened this thing up.
At least at the moment he's not in uniform. He just looks like a concerned patron trying to make conversation with the poor 'idiot wrangler' for this establishment.
Axe hole
Hank walks up to the... strange... bug man? Hello, strange bug man, and asks how his day watching drunk people fling heavy bladed objects has been. Asked in Hank's booming deep voice after approaching with the laziest casual swagger a lack of general fucks can buy. He knows at some point this would go from nerve-racking to a normal day but damn, until it did?
Hank's done with his beer for now. He's waiting for his company to be ready to go, and just kinda lingering. But, honestly? He's a cop, and this seems like a more stressful job than even beat work. He's not sure the owners knew what they were getting into when they opened this thing up.
At least at the moment he's not in uniform. He just looks like a concerned patron trying to make conversation with the poor 'idiot wrangler' for this establishment.