[quote=@Sombrero]
The Bartender, who was a burly, middle-aged man with a bushy, graying beard and an... eye-patch? Didn't seem quite as surprised at her order as he did frustrated with the amount of water (though small compared to most places, to be sure,) that restaurant policies forced him to put in it, muttering a gruff "Mhm." as she finished speaking her order. Formal dress and well-kempt hair aside, he looked like he'd be rather more at home behind the bar at some saloon in 1800s New Zealand rather than a fancy, flashy place like this, but perhaps experience and good skills at the tap were hard to come by in Middle-Of-Nowhere, ME.
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Lilith turned to look back at the man and placed her glass on the table, it now empty. She offered a polite smile and held her hand out to him. [b]"My name is Lilith. What can I do to get a straight whiskey here?"[/b] She asked, in her hand she held a $50 that was concealed to all others but the bartender.