Wooooo, it's happy houuur~! A boisterous voice rings out above the noise of the bar and someone in very good spirits staggers past you. They accidentally bump you as they pass, spilling a drink down your arm.

Oop! A young woman stops in her tracks. At least, you think it's a woman; her androgynous appearance makes it hard to tell. She looks at her shirt, having spilled half of it on herself. Nhaaa, man! I just bought that drink! Judging from the state of her outfit, it's not her first.