Live bands play there two or three nights a week.
At his prices, the owner should be a millionaire, but he's given his friends so many free drinks they've forgotten they should pay for more than every third or fourth one. Not that you know the owner, but you've watched. And one night, fairly crowded, you're on the stools so the couples and the happy people can have the booths and tables. I don't mean Johnny Jupiter , which is what you were going to say. Maybe you mean Red Planet Mars , a movie.