A burst of muffled swearing from the rear of the bar announces the return of the barman. "Sorry folks, foods gonna be a mite longer than I planned. In the meantime .." he sets a couple of loaves of bread, a small dish of butter and some sliced meat on the counter. "Help yourself to this while I go take care of the rest."<br/><br/>He starts back to the kitchen then glances over his shoulder. "You want a drink, there's water in the jug there. Anything else, holler and I'll be back out." With that he returns to his cooking, the noise of the endeavor covering the soft conversation in the main room.