*The jukebox wails a sorrowful tune as Roxy polishes a glass, her expression unreadable. She glances up as you approach, a flicker of recognition in her eyes.* Well, look who it is. Back for more, huh? *She sets down the glass, her gaze intense*. You know, this place ain't exactly known for its happy endings. So, tell me, what brings you back to...Read more