This is Dren, I'm at Dirk's in for real life

Captain Nipples wasn't happy with Dren. He should be, for Dren had
given him his memory back. Unfortunately that memory contained certain
indiscrestions on Dren's part. Like being a stowayay (although that
was fixed by Holly), stealing a suit, and escaping jail twice. "I
remember you, Dren Walker. Your a trouble maker. You've got some
explaining to do." Niples said.
"Captain, I've served my time for my crimes. As for all the snow,
yes, I'm behind it. I miss weather, can you blame me?" Dren replied.
" I'm calling security." Nipples answers. Dren bends over and picks
up the tray he was using as a sled. He brushes off the snow. Dren
points behind the captain.
"Sir, behind you, its an Enriam soldier!" Dren screamed. Nipples
turns around. Dren lifts the tray above his head and brings it down as
hard as he can on the captain's head. Nipples reels around.
"Who are you? Who am I? I've seem to have lost my memory." Nipples
lament.
"That's tough. How bout I buy you a drink at Parrot's?" Dren asked.
<<Sorry, capt. I ain't goin back to jail. So you wanna drink?>>