Original Post By: guan_yu
From the outside it looks cheerful, intimate and snug. Stacked stones and well-crafted wooden beams make up most of the building's outer structure. It's tough to see through the large, stained glass windows, but the sounds of cutlery and drinking glasses from within can be felt outside.
The bar itself is packed. Passing traders seem to be the primary clientele here, which is probably the best clientele for the owner. Several long tables are occupied by several small groups of people. The other, smaller tables are also occupied by people who are singing and dancing, occassionaly pulling an unsuspecting waitress amidst their dancing group. Even most of the stools at the bar are occupied, though nobody seems to mind more company.
The bartender just keep polishing the glasses as the man began to walk towards him. As the man arrived in front of him, the bartender stopped polishing the glass. He then placed the glass and napkin on the side table, then try to talk the man, "Hello there, good sir! Is there anything I can help, sir? Do you want to order a drink?"
"Where is Gyro?" , ask the man.
"I'm afraid I don't understand what you're asking, sir!", with a friendly and smiling face, the bartender answered the question from that man.