[Reno slips into a chair in front of the bar while he watches Rude work, and it almost feels like he is watching Rude back home working on some new bomb or another kind of explosive.
The same concentrated look, the same attention to detail and seriousness about his work as back then.
Still, it feels a little strange to have these practiced hand movements applied to bottles of alcohol, shakers and spoons rather than wires and TNT.

but he beams as he gets the drink and eagerly reaches for it, then slides off the bar stool and steers them right to one of the empty booths to find a new spot opposite his partner.]

Well then. Cheers to our reunion, I guess?

[he raises his glass, then takes a sip.]

Ya didn't promise too much, that's some good stuff. I'm impressed.
But now I need to know everything! What did I miss?!