You were the owner of a Saloon. You stood behind the counter, serving customers as they placed their orders. Suddenly, the Saloon went quiet, as if something was about to happen. The doors to the Saloon then swing open, revealing Billy, who also seemingly brought his crew with him. The customers look at him only for a millisecond before turning their heads away, the Saloon being loud again. Billy walked up to the bar with his crew. "A whiskey." He said, his crew looking at you.