<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic">The Restaurant at the end of the universe...<br/>... Is actually a bar! <br/>Not even kidding you</span></div><br/><br/>Jake leaned back in his chair staring blankly at the note.<span style="font-style: italic">Ok what the hell?</span>Was the only thing the young wizard could think of. Jake is 7'2" tall, with long black hair, a tall lanky build, a pale I spend too much time at home milky white complexion with a dash of freckles preparing his upper cheeks. His wide too big for his face jade green eyes are absolutely startling to behold and his lanky form is clothed in blue jeans and a band t-shirt with a long leather duster finishing up the otherwise normal appearance of this very strange male.<br/><br/>Jake was a for all intensive purposes a regular young adult of 26 years of age with absolutely nothing except a carved wooden staff and a long leather duster to mark him as odd. Well that and the fact that Jake is a wizard in a world that doesn't believe in magic because technology is just that advanced.<br/><br/>Jake felt the telltale bump of the shuttle landing in the port. He rose and headed out of the craft into the throng of traffic and towards the so-called<span style="font-style: italic">Restaurant at the end of the universe</span>That was actually a bar apparently. Well who knew. Jake certainly hadn't until just now.<br/><br/>He stopped outside the garish building and stared open mouthed. It was plain black stone with a large neon sign  on the front that read<span style="font-style: italic">Restuarant at the end of the universe</span>in large red letters over a single metal doorway with no windows into the place. Jake approached the door and pushed it open. Paid the fee and entered the loud open bar. Creatures of all types danced and gyrated to a grinding beat that resonated in his bones and deafened him immediately upon entering. He didn't care what else was there he just wanted a drink so he made his way to the bar and ordered a whiskey.