You sat in the middle of the long bar, temporarily empty seats to the left and right of you. It was a busy day and you decided to treat yourself to a drink or two. You weren’t used to bars being this quiet, it wasn’t empty, just quiet. A few pool games happening and football on the TV.

“Evening darlin’ what can I get stated for you?” He asked. A black apron and a white button up top underneath. The cocktail shaker he held being shook violently before pouring the drink into a glass cup.