A man, tired after a long day’s work, walks into a bar.
He doesn’t see any menus, signage, or anything to indicate a price for the products behind the bar.
So, he asks the bartender. “How much for a beer?”
The bartender looks to the ceiling for a moment, before replying.
“One dollar and it comes with your choice of twelve top shelf bottles.”
The man can’t help but grin. “How much for a salad?”
“One dollar, comes with a selection of unopened vintage wines.”
“How ’bout a couple fish tacos?”
“One dollar. Plus everything in the well.”
“Oh, and an entire cheesecake for dessert.”
“Free. I just fucking hate cheesecake.”
The man chuckles. “Wow, this place is awesome. I wish I could meet the owner.”
The bartender grins as he pours the man’s drink.
“He’s upstairs in his office with my girlfriend.”
The main raises an inquisitive eyebrow. “What’s he doing up there with her?”
After a moment, the bartender gestures to the collection of liquors he’s placed in front of the man.
“The same thing I’m doing with his business.”