Seed, I've gotta confess, the caterpillar stache guy had me a trifle concerned. I was just about to pop open the trapdoor here behind the bar and make my escape, but realized that Banjer was passed out across it.

Well, the Hurricane has passed the Tavern safely by, and I reckon we all have reason to celebrate. I've invited some of the talent over from the "Exotic Dancer" Thread to titillate the crowd; please feel free to tip the dancers liberally.

Hey... guy in the trench coat! You better not leave without settling your tab! He what, Mick? He's a friend of Bert's, Huh? Alright, I'll put him on the tab. What's that Neil? He just headed off with Kerouac and Cassady in the Mercury! Jesus...talk about a nightmare journey. Maybe he'll get some questions answered, though. Guy had a gun, and he was asking for a big guy with a pony tail and a ceramic possum... I decided I'd better keep him away from Catspaw. Sure was shit-faced when he left...