"Whadya wan?" said the man, his speech slurred as he looked up at Crovax. He had short gray hair and an angry, wrinkled face. He sort of looked like an old version of Steven.

"Law? What? Help with what?"

"I don't notice anything wrong..." He went back to his bottle...

"I've noticed that part by your tantrums, and no thanks. If it has no flavor, whats the damn point?" She got up, and began walking around absentmindedly, checking out the room itself while vaguely listening in on the conversations they were having.

turning to alice and giving her a stern look of disaproval.
Language little lady.

She made a fake gasp, and clasped her hands together. "Yeah, thats right! Good boy! I'm using language to talk to you. Now that the mystery has been solved, you can get back to doing things of more importance and significance...." Alice laughed to herself, and then continued to walk about, examining everything in the bar.

Crovax was a little annoyed this little girl sure must've been spoiled as she grew up.
You know what I meant and dont be a smart ass about it.

The drunk man laughed at the peeved Crovax while the doorman approached Alice and asked, "You're a bit younger than the others aren't you? Where did you come from? Where did any of you come from? Why are you here? It is so exciting to meet someone new!"