you're a bartender at a 24 hour bar/restaurant , which has pool tables and alcohol and screens of course and you pour drinks and it's also a food place!

one day this American man comes in he's a catman and Luthers catman he sneaks out at night. He's quite pissy he's having a nicotine fit and sees no tables available only seats at the bar

Nyen: fucks sake he's close enough for you to hear what's the point of even making reservations, fucking hell!