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(A man arrives at the bar of Lupin. Cautiously walks up the front of the booth as his two feet are planted on the floor, while he sits down. The bartender who is a young man around his twenties is cleaning the glass with a white towel. The bartender puts down the glass on the counter. He smiles variously. )

Bartender

So what would it be sir?

(The man gets ups from the seat and uses his right hand to pull out his wallet at the back of his hand. It was a black wallet that contains a picture of his family a credit cards and cashes of money. The man pulls out the bills with his hands and puts it in the counter. While his hand lays flat on the table he moves his closer to the bartender with the money in hand at the counter. )

Man

 Whiskey.

(The bartender look at the man with a curious look as the man removes his hands away for the money as the bartender grabs the money he puts it in the cash register. By simply pressing a few buttons on the cash register it pops open as he puts the money away with his hands.  The bartender than grabs a couple of bottle as he runs his fingers slowly through the label and begins to reads. Turning his head around and stares at the man.  He holds the bottle up high about six inches.

Bartender

How about a bottle of Scotch?

Man

(The man looks at the bartender real closely and had his fingers semi closed and puts it in his ear. )

 Did you not hear me? I said whiskey. Whiskey is all I want.

Bartender

Sir people who drink whiskey are mildly depressed. Maybe a brandy will do.

(The man sighs put his hand and arms down on the table. And looks at the bartender with a roughed looked.)

Man

Listen I had a terrible night. And nothing seems to be right. All I ask is a bottle of whiskey.

Bartender

(The bartender put the bottle back at the shelf on the counter and pours in a bottle of drinks that the man did not recognize and then adds in three cubes of ice with a picker. Then he drops it in the clean glass and stirs the liquor six times with a spoon.

Man

What are you doing?

Bartender

It’s whiskey I just added in a little flavor.

Man

Just give me the straight whiskey. It’s going to be a long night.

Bartender

Why rush? The night is still young. A bartender who appreciate his customer are always changing drinks. Without a customer care the bartender is not doing his jobs.

Man

(the man looked puzzled)

And your doing a splendid job. A customer who enter this bar and ask for is just a simple bottle of whiskey and this Smock right here serves up a fruit drink. Bravo your doing an excellent job. Better yet why not serve dessert while your at it. Maybe some ice cream.

Bartender

(looks at the man and slides the drinks into his hands.)

There’s always a story about a customer feelings based on a drink. Now the flavor and texture of the taste fits a person mood. Whether it’s sadness, happiness, anger or fear the drinks consulate their soul.  Just looked at all the people around you. Don’t they have a story to tell?

Man

(the man turns around from his seat and see the women talking uncomfortable with a tall gentle men.)

Bartender

What do you see.

Man

I see a woman who wants to get the hell away from that bastard. I mean just looked at her . Her face says it all, boy I guess old Johnny boy here is not getting his rocks off tonight.

Bartender

(He than points in the same direction with his second finger)

And what kind of drink is she having.

Man

(The man thinks for a while and raises his right hand and scratches his black hair.)

I’m thinking Rossi whine or chateau.

Bartender

Not exactly, she’s having a Brandi to go with that wine. And what did the man have.

Man

A glass of water.

 (The man paused for a moment turns around in the chair and looks at the bartender. Hesitantly looks at the hour of the clock and time.

Why is he having water?

Bartender

Just like the way you see it sir.

Man

Trying to loosen her up. Probably to get his way.

Bartender

(The bartender drops his two arms on the barstool with his arms and smiles)

Exactly the man order a mixed drink of wine and brandy that creates a heavy drink that is not suitable for some women. Which she notices by the way, therefore ruining his  perfect planned to seduce her. The obvious choice  is his simple glass of water.

( the man’s mood)

Bartender

Sir is there anything on your mind?

Bartender

Why don’t you have a little taste?

Man

Strange it tastes like whiskey but yet somehow different. Could it be the lemon, cherries, or ice? I have to know

Bartender

All I serve was a drink that fits your mood. Nothing more.

 


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feeling down come to a bar it's a place to relax.
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