"Ya want jokes huh?" Oswald said with a sly look, putting down his drink, going up to the stage and taking the microphone. He gave the bartender a smug smile before addressing the patrons. "Alright fellas so I got a joke for ya...He's standing right behind the bar counter and his name Tendy the--" He just barely dodged Tendy throwing an empty beer bottle at him, the glass breaking on the wall. "Ya could've at least thrown a molotov sweetheart! Or a sidecar maybe?!" He laughed.