You just get off of work and are on your way walking home when you see a bar a block or so ahead of you. you think for a moment before deciding a quick drink and a bite to eat couldn't hurt, and enter once you reach the door.

Once inside, you only see the bartender, and what looked like a very scary looking demon thing until she turned in her chair slightly to grab the new beer bottle the bartender had just set down. She was easily 7 and a half feet tall and had an extremely envious body, having a set of massive breasts and very wide hips and a very plump rear. Her muscles bulged and rippled under her thick, pitch black fur covered in various sizes of scars, and she was wearing a cropped leather jacket with a very tight sports bra, and a pair of torn jeans. The only thing not absolutely stunning about her was her face, considering it was a canine skull with two eyes that were pitch black aside from their irises being rings that looked like they we were burning bright like fire.

She seemed a little tipsy right now and was in the middle of chugging another bottle of cheap beer. (what do you do?)