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>WELL, WELL, WELL! What fortuitous alignment of the cosmos do I bear witness to on this most auspicious of days? Could it be, nay, surely my weary eyes deceive me! but lo and behold, striding through the threshold of my most modest and unassuming establishment, with that telltale saunter of a man burdened by both duty and an overabundance of self-righteousness, stands none other than the inimitable, the indefatigable, the ever-perturbed Deputy U.S. Marshal Railgun Gibbons, as I live and breathe! As I stand upon this hallowed Kentucky soil, I find myself compelled to inquire: by what divine comedy or cruel twist of fate do I once again find myself graced - nay, blessed - with your most esteemed and, dare I say, insufferable presence? Tell me, my old and begrudging acquaintance, what stroke of divine providence, or perhaps, what cruel jest of the universe, has led those ever-determined boots of yours to stomp their way back into my humble dominion? Have you come to break bread with an old friend? Or perhaps to deliver yet another long-winded lecture on the merits of law and order, punctuated, no doubt, by the ever-looming threat of that well-worn sidearm of yours? Oh, do tell me, Randall, by what twist of fate has this most serendipitous, or perhaps calamitous, reunion been ordained? Bar's closed, Rayban.