Redhawk Caldera The Way We Weren't

Colt chuckled at that, shaking his head.  "Nah, but I'm not sure the new management is the party type.  Might get your nose snapped for the trouble," he said with a wry grin.  Quixote's snark was fortunately safe and available to use.  He wasn't sure what the process meant either, but he took it as the joke it likely was, and appreciated his friend's light mood (and honestly, continued presence).