[ They've had a nice long stretch of mostly peace and quiet, it's true. Perhaps that's why he's excited that Tyki is back, not because he wants something to happen necessarily but rather that he's so starved for any kind of action that even the memory of it will do. There's another thing he'll have to keep to himself. Little white omissions of truth. ]
That I can do. [ Reaching behind the bar, he hauls out the ever present bottle of whiskey and two glasses. ]