You're drinking at a bar. Suddenly, the other patrons seem to break into some sort of quiet commotion and you inwardly groan. You are not in the mood for this, you think. A figure drops onto the empty seat next to yours and you almost jump.

BAO!

I'm not in the mood for shit, just give me the usual!

You glance sidewards over your mug to see a woman with a dark scowl on her face and quietly snort. She seems to have caught this and turns to glare at you.

What?

She growls.