'Not him again!'

"Hey" Dren screams,"Nobody gets in a tizzy on my shift." Everyone stares at Dren as he hops on the karaoke stage and adjust the mic. "Barkeep, this one'll get 'em drinkin." Dren starts to play.
"Whiskey River, take my mind. Don't let her memory torture me. Whiskey River don't rund dry, you're all I got to take care of me."
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"Not him again!" Donover muttered as he entered Parrots Bar yet again to find that trouble maker yet again 'singing' and what was he doing with that 'doll'.
At least he wouldn't cause much trouble and nothing bad would happen to the unluckly sergeant. What was it this time, ah yes, theft of one suit.
"Hey you!" Donover shouted in a commanding voice at the trouble causer, which he never done before as he knew if he had it would only get him beaten up. "Please come with me peacefully, there's a matter of one stolen suit to discuss!"