Not quite. The locals fixed up the counter, or so I been led to believe. And they bring a shitton of booze out here every month. All the glasses and equipment and the rest of it 'cept the pool table, though, I had to either scavenge or trade for it.

People around here'll bring ya all kindsa crazy stuff if they're thirsty. Which I figure they are all the time.

Can't blame 'em.

[ He crossed his arms over his chest as Stella toddled about, wandering over to the sofa. ]

You and Newt, ya doin' all right?

[ congratulations, thomas. you and newt were a unit in majima's reckoning, now and forever. ]