Benjamin Linus / LOST (Mixed Muses continuity) / Bar
Benjamin Linus had considered himself lucky when his partner fell prey to the bar's wacky hijinks and he had not. He had to admit both instances provided him with amusement and no small amount of pleasure not wholly unrelated to the hijinks happening to someone other than him.
He should not have been so presumptuous about his luck. He also should have suspected that his luck would run out just as he was feeling at his worst.
Now Benjamin Linus (yes, Benjamin, and not Benrietta or whatever gender-appropriate names people might feel inclined to give him) is sitting at the bar, drinking a glass of whisky that will not be his last.