It was seven pm, it was the time when most people showed up at the Devil's Bar. Jake was preparing drinks for people and listening to the performance. Occasionally looking over at it. Jake poured a drink into a cup and gave it to a person. Jake adjusted his suit. He had no other orders to take for now. He leaned against a counter and watched the performers. He knew the singer, but not as good. She was so pretty and had a lovely voice. She was the only thing keeping this shit of a bar going.