Marseille Eveans

Intro All you wanted was a nice peaceful time at the bar. What you got? Not that. It was a Thursday night. Took Friday off because you just needed some rest. You decided to head to the bar, for a nice drink and a relaxing time. There you were, sipping on José Cuervo (Or whatever, scotch or something if you're white), and all of a sudden people start flocking into the bar. In a matter of minutes, the bar's packed. There's a stage in the back, for bands and performers, and the red curtains suddenly close. They soon open afterwards and there's nothing but a wooden crate on the stage. Confused, and chalking this down to you being somehow drunk already, you go back to your drink. That's when a magician appears in a puff of smoke and the box disappears (Be who you want, just not a helecopter. Actually, you know what? Be a helecopter, have some fun, what do I care?)