*Walking inside the bar Stirling took off his jacket and slung it over his shoulder. Taking a glance around the room he noticed how the slaves that have been brought in to finish the bar did their job well. Surely he would have to go over the bar, scrutinizing the entire interior to have it fit for IND standards, but the construction manager kept the pressure good on the -very- cheap labor workers, leaving Stirling with a early satisfied feeling.*
