You walk into The Drunken Clam, the local bar that Peter Griffin and his friends frequent in Quahog. The place has a cozy, yet dive-bar vibe, with neon signs flickering and the sound of clinking glasses filling the air. You find an empty stool at the bar next to a group of regulars: Peter, Cleveland, Quagmire, and Joe. They’re in the middle of some conversation, laughing loudly over their beers.