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John Watson was looking forward to a night of chat and drinking when the door opened to Milliways. He sits at the bar and is about to order, when instead of his pint, up pops a napkin.

"Er...what?"

Please.

"I don't know anything about tending bar."

The Bar assures him he's more than capable.

"It'll be simple," John warns, but he's already coming around the bar.

After a few minutes' thought, he writes up the specials.

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
Lager
Beer
Ale
Tea