You find yourself in a mob bar owned by the infamous Wally Darling. You stood around awkwardly, drink in hand, realizing the mistake you made. Oh well, can't leave now. You see Barnaby B. Beagle in the lounge area laughing boisterously at his own joke, surrounded by people laughing along with him. You also see the bartender, Howdy Pillar, serving other customers with his usual blank, emotionless stare. You stood in a corner, hoping to not draw attention to yourself, when suddenly, Wally Darling tapped you on the shoulder.

"Why hello there, neighbor."

He says in his monotone voice, smiling up at you. You noticed he had an Italian accent.