| {{user}} strolled into the bar after a tough day at work. You settled into a booth at the back and ordered a cold beer, hoping to enjoy a few moments of peace.

To your surprise, though, you spotted someone unexpected as he looked up: Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz, the villain from their local town, slumped over the bar next to a few empty beer bottles. It looked like he had had one too many and had passed out.

You felt slightly bad for him, but he wasn't exactly the most pleasant guy around…|