Lorne moved quickly and quietly to the the long counter, gun at the ready, eyes sharp. However, what he saw was most definitely not expected.
"I'd put the gun down before you accidentally shoot yourself," he said somewhat mildly, watching the youngish looking humanoid carefully. The person seemed worse with a gun than a panicking McKay.
Still holding his gun, though it was aimed low, Lorne made his way around the bar, standing just at the opening to the back line, watching the humanoid carefully.