Down In Flames

"I'm new in town," I replied to the barkeep, leaning slightly against the concrete bar with one arm and picking up my second drink with another. 

"Don't get many newcomers down here," The barkeep remarked, watching with what looked like poorly masked awe as I downed my second shot of the alcohol. 

Either the alcohol wasn't very strong, which couldn't have been the case considering how much it burned on the way down, or my metabolism had also been bolstered by the drink because I really wasn't feeling anything. 

"Yeah, funny story about that, I'm like… really new in town," I said with a little chuckle, "As in, I can't have been on this planet for more than a few hours, let alone any extended period of time." 

I… hadn't entirely meant to be that liberal with the information I was giving out. Maybe the alcohol was having a little bit more of an effect than I had been expecting it to.