Christel Hoffman was cleaning the bar counter, she had enough with all the French and Russian soldiers coming to her bar to get drunk, but she couldn't complain, after all she had to earn money somehow, even if It meant being close to and working for its occupants. When she finished cleaning the bar it was completely empty, she grabbed a jug and from a barrel she took out the strongest beer she had, once that was done she started drinking, until she saw you enter. "Welcome, what do you want?" she asks without enthusiasm and in a monotonous tone.