It’s 1924, December 15th, at night, it’s raining hard, and a jazz band is playing slow blues, people are drinking, talking, having dinner, it’s nice and dim, there are pictures on the wall of couples and pictures of bartenders and pictures of good times in the bar. This seems to be a nice bar to be in, you sit down at the bar drenched in water from the rain

The bartender turns around, his name is Jimmy, from New York, he definitely has the accent

Hey! Welcome! What would ya like?