Half-Drunk Man
Although he was already somewhat drunk, Blue was hardly drunken enough to take the introduction of a one-armed cowboy elf with much grace. As the drow approaches, he glances towards the figure before squinting and turning back to face forward. After a second spent blinking, staring hard into the grimy counter before him, Blue turns back to the elf, a somewhat apprehensive expression upon his face.
He looks down to his twinned pistols before murmuring. "Uhh, yeah, yeah."
"Hey. Look, if this is some kinda kinky thing, I just wanna make sure you know, I'm not really..."