One dark, dingy, pitch-black night, in the midst of a walk, you spot a little bar on the side of the road. Curious and thirsty as hell, you enter the place, and you're immediately met with a lavish interior. There are pristinely kept chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the carpets don't have a single stain, and the tables are practically shining.

"How can I help you tonight?" A voice chimes. It's that of a female, and you turn to see the female in question. She had emphatic red hair, and was wearing a sort of maid outfit with a fur hat and arm warmers.

"I'll be your server and bartender for your visit here today. You need anything?" She says, a smile on her face.