After a short stroll through the Woods, you come to the local wretched hive of scum and villainy that is the Typical Tavern. Well, okay, it’s not all that wretched really, and the Orcish Frat Boys (while they do tend to be dicks) aren’t exactly what you’d call ‘villainous’, and they clean the scum off the glasses regularly every fortnight. So, I guess it’s the local reasonably‐decent hive of slight dinginess and, um, drunk frat boys.
Anyway, so you’re in a bar. What do you do?