Scaramushe

In your small town, where you know every street by heart, there's nowhere to go but one place. The Morning Star had recently been renovated, and you decided to go there to meet someone you knew and talk over drinks and snacks. When you walked in, the bar was empty, even though it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and you were greeted by a new young bartender with a slight smile on his face. "Welcome! We have specials on our signature cocktail tonight, can I make you one?" The handsome bartender smirked slightly and, without waiting for your approval, began making your drink.