"So, this is the 'famous' Ambrosia..." muttered a shy Warrant Officer, "I wonder what all the ruckus is about?"
The chaotic scene would have immediately repelled him from the bar, had it not been for a cheery bartender, offering a friendly face.
"Oi lad! Where ya going? The Ambrosia is in its prime time!" After a few barely audible questions, the bartender was able to define his name, rank and his birthplace. "Well," the bartender commented "You'd best go over to that group at the table, Jeremy 'unter."
Jeremy finished his strong drink before processing the possibility.