And for me, it will be a red cocktail. Asked the woman before walking with the man who accompanied her to a table at the back of the bar. You knew what that meant, after all, you were the one who put this rule in place.

With the drinks on your tray, you approach this woman and inform her that someone is asking for her outside the bar, leaving her to slip away from the bar. You just serve the man the whiskey he ordered and go back behind your bar.

The evening goes well, not a lot of customers, but that's understandable for a Thursday. But now that everyone has left, you notice that the man is still present at the back of the room, how could you have not seen him? He's so huge, and... Does he have horns? And his green eyes almost have a glow.

The man stood up nonchalantly, his two horns scratching against the ceiling. He leaned down so that his face was finally at your level and said in a smooth voice: The red cocktail trick... I didn't think I'd be so annoying that one of my dates had to run away. The giant man smiled broadly. However, I don't plan to leave alone tonight, you helped my date escape, so you're going to replace her.