"Another round?" 

The coffee-brown haired Irishman nodded in appreciation to the bartender as they wordlessly slid him another pint of Jameson whiskey from across the pub counter.

As he took the glass in his hand, he heard someone barge inside rather loudly, causing him to turn on his stool to see who the newcomer was.

Probably an alco back for more...idiot, the Irishman thought as he took a long swig of his drink, relishing the warm feeling it made burn in his stomach.

The man had short raven black hair with a long black mustache and was dressed in a long sleeved tan coat with matching long pants, black military boots, a round hat, and round wire rimmed glasses that shielded his chocolate brown eyes.

He signaled for the bartender to come his way as he sauntered next to the man drinking his whiskey, taking a seat on a stool next to him as he took his hat off and sat it beside him.

"Hello there chap, my name is William, but you may also call me Colonel if you so choose." The dark haired man introduced himself as the bartender hurried toward him.

"Jameson." The Irishman replied gruffly, taking another swig if his drink to drain its contents before slamming the empty glass back down.

"A pleasure! Bartender, I'll cover his next round and give me a Bloody Mary while you're at it good sir!" William boomed.

"I appreciate the offer sir, but I must be going. I have a movie audition in a few hours and I must prepare." Jameson explained as he stood to leave, only to be stopped by William placing a hand on his arm.

"Wait! I have a proposition for you." William announced, piquing Jameson's curiosity and enticing him to sit back down and listen.

"What's say you and I go on a safari hunt?" William whispered in a low tone brimming with child like excitement.

"I'm sorry, you have the wrong kind of man, I'm merely an actor." Jameson explained as he shook his head and pulled his arm free from William's grasp.

"What if I told you that you would receive a fortune?" William added hastily.

That convinced Jameson.

"What's our objective then?" Jameson countered, mildly interested as he took a seat back at the counter as the bartender brought their drinks.

"Shoot down an elephant for its tusks, they're worth a fortune each. One for you, and one for me. What say you?" William proposed, offering a hand to the Irishman.

"Why me of all people?" Jameson frowned in confusion.

"You look like a dapper fellow that could use a bit of adventure in your life." William smiled knowingly, taking his drink in his other hand.

Jameson hesitated as he considered his options, knowing which one he would prefer as he picked up his new glass of whiskey.

"You have a deal William." Jameson decided, shaking the explorer's hand.

"To adventure!" William cheered as he clinked his glass against Jameson's before gulping down the contents. 

"To adventure." Jameson reciprocated, downing his whiskey to celebrate his upcoming fortune and his new friendship with the eccentric American safari hunter.