"Obviously not everyone, R.C.," replies Tifa with a small smile. She pauses for a moment, looking over everyone thoughtfully for a few seconds, then nods after a moment. "A One-Two-Evernight-Knockout... little early to be hitting the hard stuff, R.C."
She takes the glass of synthehol to Krandor, setting it on the table. "Well, while you're waiting, I suggest you play some pinball." She points towards the old pinball machine sitting in the corner as she rounds the bar, picking up the glass she had been cleaning and starts on it again. "Careful with the left flipper, though -- it sticks occasionally."
[sblock=Dire Lemming]There is a back area behind the bar and Tifa, most likely to the kitchen area. Something that may catch your eye, however, is a small raised dais at the front of the pinball machine -- occasionally such a dais is used as a small personal lift, although it appears from the look of the cantina interior that it descends to an area below.[/sblock]