The propierters ears perked up as he heard her stomp through. He grinned a little at the sigh of actually seeing a woman in his bar. He then straightnened himself out from his slump position and reached for some of the many assortments of liquor behind him. He then layed out three bottles of his strongest drinks. "Whatll be your poison maam?" he asked taking his hands. One was a near 90 proof whiskey. Another was a finally aged Vodka imported right from Moscow. And the last one was the ever famous 40 oz Jack Daniels.