The Drinkin' Hole wasn't quite open yet, though there were people waiting outside of it's door to be let in. They would just have to wait, Colt wasn't finished getting the place set up for karaoke night. The Drinkin' Hole was one of the bars on the huge space station and Colt Masterson was the lucky man who owned it. He loved his job though, entertaining people, giving them a place to relax after a long days work and the people loved coming there. Or at least that's what he assumed by how many people he had coming in every evening.
The bar was very nice, not fancy, but nice. It had a very rustic feel about it, with beautiful wooden tables and chairs and lovely hanging lamps. Colt finally finished moving the stage the way he wanted it and got all the equipment set up for karaoke night. "There, perfect." He said more to himself. Then he turned all the lights and the radio on, for now, and went to unlock the door. A small group of people was ready for the door to come open. "Good evening ladies and gents. Please come on in. It's karaoke night, so if any of you are feeling up to it the machine is right on stage for your pleasure." He welcomed his guest. After making sure they were all in, he stepped up behind the bar and started taking drink orders.
