A young woman walked into the the place called McCool's and looked around for a moment, looking out if there is someone she knew. As nobody seemed to be familiar to her, she sat down on a stool infront of the counter, grinning as she caught the barkeepers attention.
"One bottle of scotch, please. And a few more glasses as well, 'kay? Have to celebrate something!"
Not much time later, the bartender placed the ordered bottled on the counter, together with five glasses. The girl grinned again, taking another look around. It was a good day, she thought. And the evening was still young.