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"Thanks for getting lost."
As the air of the bar begins to fill your nostrils with the scent of cigaret smoke and the sound of fingers tapping on tables in personal range, you can see a group of individuals warming up their instruments on stage in the back all the while donning white mask.
It is at that moment the eye of the Bartender catches yours as he stands behind the counter drying a glass in hand giving you that all too knowing come hither look pulling you in his direction. Approaching him you can see the low glow of white light on grey and green marble with patrons to obstruct your view there seems to be a plaque above the edge of the bar that simple reads in a daunting question "Are you Lost?".
The Bartender lays the glass back down and you can now make out that what would be mistaken for a small misinterpretation of his features actually turns out to be a massive section of scar tissue, as if someone tore a wedge out of his face and allowed him to heal. This feature is only partially broken up by his eye patch, that he slightly adjust the strap for as he leans in placing an elbow in the bar top and speak with a smile..
"Thanks for getting lost.. now how might I help you?"