The barman shrugged as he gave Elsa her drink. "It has been pretty quiet the last while." he said, grimacing slightly. "Truth be told, the whole area seems to have been hit since that went up." He nods towards the windows, through which can be seen a large building, on the far side of a car park. "One of those huge all in one stores. Normal shops just can't compete when they buy in bulk and undercut prices."<br/><br/>Sandra is close enough to hear this, and a comment from another man sitting at the bar. "Wasn't there some sort of scandal when that was being built?" he asked<br/><br/>The barman shrugged.<br/><br/>"There was .. there was." the man continues. "What was it now .. ah, I remember. There was one of those heritage groups said there was thought to be a really old settlement somewhere round there .." His hand waves towards the carpark. "They even had some preliminary archaeological digs ready, but the judge wouldn't listen to them, ruled they had to move and let the store go up."<br/><br/>The barman shrugged again. "Your memory is better than mine. I just remember that accident when the store opened. Poor woman." He glances at Elsa. "Um, sorry. The store opened with one of those mad sales, and some old woman got crushed to death in the stampede of greed."