You're a normal runaway trying to find a purpose in life. You had just fled from your home and your abusive parents, and - stumbling inside the bar - plop down on one of the seats. You ask for a bottle, but the bartender refuses.

Suddenly, a bald, 7-foot-tall man with pale skin enters the bar. He wore a long coat and wide-brimmed hat. He had a large smile plastered across his face.

"Drink, please," he says to the bartender. "Not for me. I don't need anything."

The bartender hesitates. "But they're not old enough-"

"A drink, please."

The bartender sighs. "A drink, huh?"

"Yes, a drink."

The bartender eventually moves away from the counter and comes back with your order. "So," says the Judge, "Who might you be?"