[@Ebil Bunny]

"Quite right sir, I should have realized!" Dimitri apologized, bowing slightly to his irascible new customer. He calmed himself, telling himself, not for the first time, that the customer was always right. "Unfortunately, I've never had need of one." Looking about the room, his eyes alighted on one of the short chairs meant for the tables. Grabbing it, he placed it next to the stool as a makeshift step ladder for the gnome. "Here sir, this is the best I can manage." Pulling the pure white hand towel from his shirt pocket, Dimitri went back behind the counter to continue polishing the glasses. "Now, what can I get for you- what's your poison?"