Rush stepped back, half because of surprise, half because of the overpowering nature of the squirrel's breath.

"Who the hell is this?" He asked the bar in general.
"Uh... someone." said Wazy rising from the bar and tottering over.
"Someone huh? She looks even worse than you do!"

The lizard was halfway toward the pair when he tripped over a chair and crashed into a table. There was some half hearted thrashing that ended with Wazy attempting half successfully to climb up Rush's legs, at which point the squirrel fell on him. It was with difficulty the Rush managed to extract himself from the resulting melee, which continued some time longer.

Robofeece smiled "At last, there's someone I can pity!" he said.
Rush shook his head. "Most fights I've seen turn out to be a win or loss or draw, I don't think I've seen two opponents lose a fight before."

Eventually everyone was untangled and seated, though repeated bouts of unconsciousness made this a difficult undertaking. Outside it began to rain gently, the drops sparkling as they tumbled through the early morning sunlight in a display of natural beauty that was wasted on those inside who were simply getting wasted. Eventually everyone got tired of the sound of the rain on the roof, the tavern felt empty, almost dead, like a suit that someone had passed away in. It was the Rabbit who broke the tension.

"Hey... hey Waz, been meaning to ask you, this someone of yours, she got a name? Waz...? Hey Wazy!"
"What? Oh. Yeah. Yeah."
"Well...? Are you gonna introduce us or what? C'mon, how'd you two get here anyway? How'd anyone get here? Surely you can tell us something of interest?"
"Yeah yeah, long story, not worth telling."
"Why not? I'm sure it's explain those scars, I don't remember those."
"Aww hell, yeah, yeah."
"Bet you have a long and interestin' tale to weave to help the hours pass."
"Yeah maybe."
"Full of action and intrigue."
"It might be, yeah."
"And plenty of yeah and um."
"Are you taking the mickey?"
"Of course not, the mickey is totally untaken, wherever it was, it's still there."
"Well I really don't wanna say anything that-"
"Does it involve Jazz Jackrabbit in any way?"
"Don't talk to me about that bloody tail-shooting green menace!"
"Great! It's settled then! Gather round everyone, it's tale time!"
"What? But I didn't-"

The attempt at reviving the old times was however cut short by a loud and unexpected interruption, such as seemed to almost plague the tavern that morning.