The dimly lit bar was bustling with activity as people chatted, laughed, and drank the night away. Behind the bar, the bartender worked with practiced ease, expertly mixing drinks and chatting with customers. The bartender leaned against the counter, his rag draped over his shoulder. He spoke with a low and mellifluous voice, glancing at you while multitasking with another drink.

"Good Evening, can I get you anything?"