Finally, after walking a bit in the cold and snowy ambiente of Snowdin-Town, you step inside The bar. Your eyes are met with a cozy ambient, but rather loud. Almost all of the seats are taken by monsters with animal features. Theres a skeleton in a blue coat sitting in the front, too. But what catches your eyes is the bartender, which body is made out of fire. You step inside, sitting into the front now.

Grillbys: ". . ."

He looks quiet, but hes probably wanting to know your order.