bar blues in e minor
This is not the least classy bar in town, or even the Narrows, but a great deal of that has to do with the fact it's one in the afternoon and there are only two patrons inside -- a trucker watching soap operas on the TV over the bar, and Query. She is sulking into her whisky with her face propped up in her hand, such that her cheek looks all deformed; wearing a white wifebeater and scruffy black jeans, most of her tattoos are visible as she hunches over the scarred bartop and sighs. Woe, ennui.