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The setup looks morbid], though no one pays it much mind, several patrons are currently ordering drinks and setting up in tables facing the glass chamber.
"Howdy." The barkeep calls, a light brown kangaroo in a nice violet tux, winking at you as he fixes drinks left and right.
You walk up to the bar, (if:(history:) contains "MuskEmp1")[glancing at the bound person on the glass-divided room, and back](else:)[glancing at the setup, and back] at the barman.