Gage went outside, covered his eyes from the glaring morning sun, and put out the open sign. Glancing around, he noticed the busy streets. Of course it would be busy, it was ten in the morning in the town of Cerenis. He was tempted to back away and just go back into the bar, hoping people would just be interested and come in. But Heather had written him a long letter telling him to do this, and there was no way he was going to get her mad again.
His eyes now used to the sun, Gage moved his hands to make a cup around his mouth. He took a deep breath in, then shouted, "HEAVEN IN A BOTTLE, NOW OPEN. AS A CELEBRATION OF OUR FIRST DAY, WE HAVE MORNING HAPPY HOUR. FROM NOW UNTIL FOUR, EVERY THIRD DRINK IS HALF OFF." His face was now red with embarrassment. This wasn't like him. Looking around and noticing that there were people staring at him, he threw a nervous smile and quickly hustled back into the tavern.
Making his way behind the bar, he looked at the place one last time while it was empty. Even if it was Heather's bar, he still felt proud of it. After all, he did help design it. There was a unlit fireplace directly opposite of him and lots of dark chocolate brown tables in between. The tables were circular and ranging in size, having between two and six wooden chairs surrounding them. The door was closer to the bar itself, where Gage now was. Under the wooden bar ledge, he knew there were seven tall stools. Behind him, there were an assortment of wines, ales, and rum. At the end of the bar, there was a three feet wide and five feet deep path that led the the unisex restroom. There were also scattered windows and painting along the wall of the entire place.
After he finished absorbing this one last time, Gage closed his eyes and relaxed—then opened them again, prepared for the day to come.