You get some odd looks as you take a seat but then everyone gets back to their own damn business. You don't see any waiters or waitresses walking about the place, and when people do get food they get it from the man at the bar. Mostly though they go up to get mugs full of an amber liquid that comes out of a cask. The bartender looks your way ever now and then, sizing you up. It looks like he thinks you might be trouble.