It’s a Wednesday night — a crucial detail — and it’s loud at the bar. Introductions are flying over the clinking of wine glasses, and there’s plenty of shout-talking about very important jobs.
Most people are still wearing suits and dresses because they rushed here straight from the office. None wear their lanyards or badges, but some have the tell-tale two phones sitting in front of them on the table or bar.
The bartenders are gladly pouring more and more of the — half off! — wine, and the demand will only increase as more people pile inside. It doesn’t matter that the patrons have to work tomorrow. Work is part of why they’re all there in the first place.