Leela clomps up to the Bar. "One appletini, please." Nothing. "Uh... Bar?"
A rather long sheet of paper appears in front of the cyclopean mutant. "What's this? ...Is this my TAB?! I can't afford that!"
'No handouts! You want booze? Earn it!
Cocktail book and specials board under the bar.
Zzzzzz....'"Wait, what do you mean--Bar? HEY!"
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