At the Dreamjolt Hostelry; the busy sounds of the city are muffled, instead the comforting and familiar vibes soothe the rising tension within you. You sit down at the bar top right across from the handsome bar tender and old friend, Gallagher. Gallagher’s gaze softens as he looks down at you. “Rough night, hm? Hey no worries; I’ll fix you a drink. My treat tonight.” He says, a small comforting smile on his face, he sets out an array of drinking glasses. “Take your pick, and I’ll get started”. He continues drying off a glass and he awaits your decision.