*The initial stare lasts only a few moments. The patrons and workers soon returning to their business. This look is to scare off those that can't quite handle it. If the person can survive the stare then they will be allowed to enter. Seeing as how both of them don't flee into the night they pass the first test. The feline that stamped their hands gives a nod to some of the more predatory workers when they look at the skunk. He seems to be checking for a signal for his phone but he won't get one here. Meanwhile Butch the bartender is tending to the tiger. Nodding at his drink request he prepares the drink with practiced ease. Setting the glass down in front of the tiger he nods to him.* -Butch- I'll start a tab for you, but I'll need a name to write down. *Once he has the name the otter will go down to speak with the lone skunk. Passing by the dark mewtwo he stops to top off his glass. Nothing is said its just automatic, he is that much of a regular.<br/><br/>Once the otter reaches the skunk he looks to the phone in his hand.* -Butch- Sorry, you won't be getting a signal out here. The tower is blocked by a hill, you need a drink? Or a phone book I could let you use the land line if its a local call. *All the while the dark mewtwo sits alone. Drinking his drink, though out of his peripheral vision he saw the pair come in. In his head the bets are being made. The skunk won't last long, the tiger will probadly end up with two maybe three people in him. Depending on how good he is.*