“The drinks are on the house tonight.”
Marc smiled at the thought of drowning out the voices for free, and went on through the main doors. From behind, he caught the sound of a man being slapped upside the head.
While Marc was getting more comfortable with Italian, he could not keep up with their rapid volley of swears and insults. By the sounds of it, the one who smirked had broken some sort of rule… in exchange I’m getting free drinks for the night.
“Enjoy the little victories in life,” Marc whispered.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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