Instead of answering, Rincewind gives a resigned shrug and trudges toward the bar. "I won't get in trouble for going back here, will I?" The rules about that change, depending on who's working. His eyes widen when he sees Xellos' teeth and he decides that going behind the bar is probably likely to be less trouble than staying anywhere in their vicinity. Xellos, Rincewind is sure, has never heard of the black ribbon. He scans the bottles, locating the rum almost at once. He plucks up the bottle and sets it on the bar.