Hak snorted and swiveled the stool partway around in Kuranosuke's direction. He had no objection to chatting up the guy, and maybe was even interested. Now that he'd gotten a good look, he remembered the man. Infrequent patron, usually accompanied by a much more energetic guy, didn't talk to people much. Hak wondered why that was.

"Well... depends on how you want to define slow. Where'd your buddy go? You get separated?"