"Here you are," says the short woman behind the bar as she places the drink in front of Jak.
After a few minutes of chatting with the emcee, the nervous looking man stops touching his glasses. He stands a little straighter. He smiles as he looks over the club from his place off to the side of the stage.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," says the emcee as he steps onto the stage. His deep voice is very pleasant to hear, like ear-honey from the Hedge. "Welcome to Amateur Night at the Howling Moon. Our first comedian tonight is Gerald Listerbee. Please give him a round of applause, folks."
The emcee makes his way over to the bar and a glass of wine is waiting for him. "Thanks, Cindy," he says with a grin, then he turns to watch the comedian's set, which is hilarious. I mean, really funny. Like, even Gerald doesn't expect himself to be this funny. The emcee leans back as the club fills with laughter, looking rather blissed out.