Bartender
[sees Sabretooth carving a smiley face in the table with his nail]
You're not from around here, are you?
Victor Creed
What gave me away?
Bartender
Insurance? No.
Creed
Too bad. [after Wolverine crashes through the front door] Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.
Bartender
Guys, whatever this is, take it outside.
Creed
Why? You don't call, you don't write; how else am I supposed to get your attention?
