Doghead's Cosmic Bar

[An empty bar stool begins to vibrate audibly. That's all. Just some vibrating bar-stool stuff. "Hmmmmmmmmmm." Don't pay any attention.]

[A disk-shaped object on the bar that appears to be a coaster lights up, and begins projecting a hologram of a hooded figure in dark robes.]

Hmm, I see there's some new faces in the bar since I was here last. Tell me, do clunky bots have blood?

Hey everyone! My coaster's talking again!

Well, the waiter told me before that I had a large rear end so it's going to have to be a diet "whatever" for me...

Shadyman, you are so hysterical, I think you should quit your day job.

Diet Chocolate Milk, coming up!

Thank you, um it wasn't spiked was it? My last drink was.

Shadyman has a day job? I thought he just hung out at Dogh'd's all the time like the rest of us.

I don't think clunky bots have blood. I have some sort of fluid leaking out of one of my elbows, but I think it's WD-40. Or maybe diet chocolate milk.

Spiked? Of course not. The chocolate around here is naturally alcoholic. No need to spike it.

In that case, Simulo, you are off the menu.

But where am I going to sit, now? The menu was the last place in the Bar that didn't have little puddles of Fizzy all over it.