"It is," Yrael agrees, grinning as they make there way towards the bar. "Practically part of the authentic New Orleans experience."

Like music and kisses and thrown beads and pickpockets and attempted murder.

The bartender smiles and greets them with genteel Southern charm. "Having a good afternoon, gentlemen? It's hot out there, but we've got plenty of ways to cool off in here. What can I make for you?"