So the only place open on sunday night on main street is this bar with a palm tree spraypainted on the door. I go in and order a beer and ask for an outlet to use. So I'm hooked up, and now a woman bartender is dancing on the bar for tips. I of course hook her up with a couple of singles and get the e-mail off to my boss. And had a couple of Amber Bock draws at $1.50 per. And watched her dance to "Life During Wartime" by talking heads.