Why hello there, ladies and gentlemen. You may remember that I was an assistant at Shyvana's relationship place? Well, poor girl, she got burnt out of the whole thing. I guess her summoning schedule picked up, I dunno. But she gave me permission to take the business with me. So, welcome, one and all, to MY version of this whole concept.

Now, don't ya worry you pretty little heads, my advice is sound. But we're gonna be doing this a bit differently. Shyvana saw one of you at a time, and that waiting room was always paaaaacked. But take a look at my setup, hm? I've got a night, clean tavern all set up for ya. Pull up a chair, grab some of my Rapture Rum, tip well, and let's hear what's on your mind.

The establishment is a large room, an open-concept tavern. It's bright and clean with plenty of seating and standing room, and League matches play on the hextech screens. Pictures of Miss Fortune, her crew, and various ships decorate the place.

Brolaf runs in and takes all of the beer.

"Thanks, brah!"

((...First account slip up in a few months. Wow.))

I give this place my full blessing. Sarah Fortune takes some getting used to, but I stand by her advice as much as I do my own. Good luck!

Aaaaaand, what if I don't want to tip?

"You mortal's obsession with 'love' is laughable at best. I don't see the point of having another try to command you."

Derp.