Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Climbs up onna stool an peeps up over the bar. "Have they got any cookies? :O"

i walk over to the refrigerator.opens it.they have oatmeal cookies.
do you want some?

Ohh yes please!
Does it the kind wif raisins in it?

looks for a plate in one of the cabinets.grabs it then walks over to the refrigerator opens the cookie container grabs three cookies from the container then places them on the plate.then shuts the refrigerator then places them on the counter in front of you.there you go.

*omnomnomnom*! Fank woo Bobschtack *munch*
Takes a moment to look out over the room from perched up on the stool. Nobody else but the nice robot seem to be around, an the air is smokey and lit by led signs and one old neon one that gets all blinky sometimes.
"So a bar is like a McDonalds except if my uncle ran one out of his garage, rite?"

this place seems dead.

why is it dead?

nobodies is using the bar lately.

Wull what do we want talk about, or is there fun games to play inna bar?

a bar is for getting drunk and talking.

enjoying the beer here

looks at the ceiling fans they look a little dusty.someone needs to dust them.
keeps drinking my wine.