*Corwynn shuffles in, bleary-eyed, and looking at his toes. He stops in front of the door to the men's restroom.*<br/><br/>I think I'll just have a whiskey sour tonight, Russ.<br/><br/>*Waits a few moments, and upon getting no responses, finally looks up and snaps out of it.*<br/><br/>Oh, hello. Looks like I entered the wrong door. Sorry for the interru-<br/><br/>*Gets a whiff of the fresh coffee*<br/><br/>Say, is that coffee? And brownies too!<br/><br/>*Grabs a generous helping of each and sits down, sipping and munching contentedly. After a few minutes, he finally notices everyone in the establishment is staring at him.*<br/><br/>Oh, hi everyone. Name's Corwynn. Nice establishment, this.