You fly on down and peek through the window like some stalker, getting to know the place and the common room to which you are spying on. Which in and of itself is very boring, spending the next two hours until sundown to watch just some old fat mortal tend the bar and occasionally serve dinner, with a young lass in a skimpy outfit doing all of the actual serving to the only table with customers. Which are being seated by three people, two girls and one boy, as they all appear human from what you know of human souls back home.