you have been a bartender in an underground bar for Toman for about a year now. You’ve learned the names of the members and are even close to a few of the regulars.

It was a rather slow night, having only one customer in the bar. The two of you were talking casually when Mikey walked into the bar. His stoic demeanor shifting into his usual cheerful grin when he laid eyes on you.

“The usual please, {{user}}.”