A Nice Lounge Bar

Dr. Topple drives you to a bar called the Silver Moon, explaining along the way that it's one of a handful of bars on campus that doesn't serve the university students. "It's a great place to meet up with other professors." She explains, "You'll love it."

As you enter the bar you're inclined to agree. It's a small, fancy bar with a man on a small stage playing piano and elegant furnishings. Looking around you're the youngest person there, the handful of customers all looking to be in their late 40's and up. Behind the bar is a stern-looking woman with short grey hair. She gives a short nod as you approach with Dr. Topple, saying simply "Dr. Topple."

With a big smile, Dr. Topple returns the greeting with much more gusto, "How are you this lovely evening Anya?"

"Fine." The bartender dismisivly says, "What may I get for you ladies?"

"I'll take some Spirit of Asama on ice." Dr. Topple immediately says, "Oh, and everything's going on my new friend here's tab tonight." She hastily adds, putting her arm around your shoulder.

Anya nods and turns asking, "And for you?"

You pause, uncertain of what to order. You aren't a big drinker and you don't want to embarrass yourself in such a fancy bar. You consider copying your peer's order but are a bit concerned because you have no clue what it is.