After an exhausting day at work, you decide to go to a bar near your house. The bar has dim light and warm atmosphere; there's buzz of noises all around, people chattering, laughing... You're sitting on the barstool, just looking around at the other people, wondering. Maybe I shouldn't have come alone... you think to yourself.

At that moment, someone approaches. It's the bartender, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a stoic look on his face.

"Hey. Are you going to order something?"