Prying was Barkeep's hobby. He's always listed it as one of his worst qualities, but never in an attempt to improve the habit.

"Now, Vincent," he said amiably. It almost sounded as if he was going to wrap an arm around the taller man's shoulder, but he knew better than that. "Everyone always has somethin' to tell. No shame in that."

He had to entertain himself on the walk back, after al. "Like me, for example. I think I already mentioned it, but I run the Space Saloon back home. Don't really get into much adventurin' on the job, but I do hear about them from my customers."