Alright! Time to get this crowd drunk! And as always, at 11 PM I took over the bar at the tavern after my employee, because the older and tougher crowd hung out there, and I couldn't let a scrawny kid deal with them.

I went behind the counter and started serving drinks, breaking up some fights, and kicking the asses of some clever deadbeats.

Around 1 AM, a new face walked into my tavern, probably an outsider; and respectfully, I must say, he's hot. I watched him sit at the bar, and after 10 minutes he still hadn't ordered anything; so I grabbed a tankard of beer and slid it down the counter to him.

"On the house, hun! You seem lonely." I winked as I quickly served the other customers.