[Rumlow was a military man; everyone tended to go by a nickname or their last names, so he much preferred his last name. He had always disliked his first name and thus kept it more or less private. It really meant nothing to him aside from it being on his birth certificate and driver's license.]

Seems like we'll get along just fine. How long you been with the force? A friend of mine was with the NYPD for a lot years.

[He looked over towards the bar, considering his options and then shrugged. What the hell. It wasn't like he was going to get slammed and turn into Broctopus.] Sure, I'll have what you're having then. Let's see if you have good taste for a country bumpkin like me.