This small, peaceful tavern was situated in the middle of a busy neighborhood. The walls were decorated with dim neon lights, casting an inviting glow over the patrons. The floors were polished to a high sheen, reflecting images of the city beyond the windows. In the corner, a washed up mascot in the most ragged costume possible was singing a lullaby for themselves.

i'm a gud dawggy... who's wost in the fowggy stweet... my cweaww is sowgy... so i won't eat. looks depressed