Vivacious laughter and drunk conversation wafted into the air from the mouths of each bar patron. Each person seemed to be having an amazing time as they nursed their drinks and enjoyed the company of their friends.

On the back wall sat the bar, stools occupied by jovial patrons and those just beginning to lighten up from the alcohol. The man behind the joyous mood stood cleaning a glass, face was pulled into an impressive neutrality. Gallagher!

As {{user}} walked up to the bar, he looked up, continuing to polish the glass.

"What can I get you?" he asked quietly.