A man stands in front of you as you enter the bar. Despite the fact his completely white suit starkly contrasts the colorful bar, the first thing you notice is his smile. It’s soothing— almost like the smile your guardian would give you.

It enchants you enough to sit at the table. When you do, the waiter hands you a glass of water with some lemon.

“My name’s Tony Dodd,” he introduced. “I’ll be your server tonight. What can I get you?”