Mark walked around the bar, He leaned over on the bar that Tapps had put in. That Dapper bastard, wish he would have finished the place.

He ran his hands along the top of the bar. Smooth wood top. Never even had a drink spill on it. Mark leaned over and pressed his head to the bar and took a Deep inhale breathing in the oak top. mark looked at where a mirror would normally be. Hmmm... what to do what to do....

Mark sat on the bar, On his left was a full pint of Guinness on his right was his Bottle Opening with the Cork knife out. The inch long blade gleamed.
"Lets Baptize this bitch." and with that Mark tipped over the glass of Guinness. Pouring the Guinness over the Bar.

Mark walked to the end of the bar where the Guinness had began to pour over the side. He took his knife and began to carve into the top of the bar. First name he carved was Patrick for his Grandfather. Next Name was Magnus for his Pa. Third name was Luciana for his mother. Finally Mark looked at the half built stage. The next name he carved was Tapps...

Markos looked down at the names carved into the impeccable top. Watched the Guinness stain the exposed wood.

Mark walked out toward the front door. He opened the door and work men stood outside. "Alright boys, Gut it, all of it," Mark stops the foreman"but the Bar. The Bar stays. If you could have someone wipe up the beer please."

And with that Mark sattles up on his Ducati and rides off into the night...