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Some days you get explanations, and some days you do not. This is one of the latter days; there is a man in a respectable sportcoat, tumbler, and pants behind the bar, and he is wearing a sparkling silver spandex wrestling mask.

"Señora Bar is asleep for the next few hours," Santo announces. "I will be serving as tender tonight."

He would have come sooner, but it's been a very busy week in Mexico City.

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"A thing I think we can all understand," says Santo. "I spend enough time traveling from one wrestling match to another, or on the trail of this danger or that, to appreciate a place worth coming back to now and again."

[howling_laugh]

"Danger?" Coyote says, perking up. "Outside of wrestling?"

Not that the pop culture version of wrestling most common in the present can't be dangerous, but it's not quite the same.

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"Oh yes," says Santo. "We were briefly invaded by the Martians about a year ago. And there have been other creatures- usually the result of some mad scientist, or some fellow who never quite got over the way the Second World War ended. I have been called on to intervene in a few of these situations."

[howling_laugh]

"...Martians." Her lips twitch. "Really?"

This guy would be unbelievable if he weren't so...believably sincere.

"Monsters I get too, sometimes. But no Martians."

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"One ship's worth, but very dangerous nonetheless," says Santo. "They had a disintegration ray they were only too happy to use. If Earth's atmosphere had not been so very dangerous to them that they had to take medicine repeatedly in order to breathe, we would have had a much harder time of it."

He tilts his head curiously. "What sort of monsters have you had to face?"

[howling_laugh]

Coyote really likes this guy.

"Bears, monsters shaped like mountains that eat people, witches, giant skunks, that sort of thing."

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"More than I have had to face, then," says Santo. "Although the giant skunks seem like the sort of thing someone might try to create and turn loose on an unsuspecting world. What did you do?"

[howling_laugh]

"The first time, we plugged him up with a rock, and he exploded."

A pause.

"The second time, I was more proactive and used a grenade."

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"The second time?" Santo says, eyebrows rising behind the mask. "Tough creature, to come back from something like that."

[howling_laugh]

"It...was a thing. A Milliways related thing, I think. It might have partially been my fault," Coyote admits in a sudden fit of veracity.

"So I needed to clean it up. So to speak." She and Raven emphatically did not stay and clean up the corpse, but it was very definitively dead when the left.