"Yeah, I know he has," I say, coughing out a laugh and returning that weak smile as best I can, "Asked if we brewed the booze inna bathtub. I don't even know where this batch came from. He'd have to ask Ianto." I guess I'm more protective of this place than I thought.

"It doesn't matter, man. He doesn't even know me. I'm just the fuckin' mouthy bartender."