Although I was about to stumble home, I decided to come in here and have one last drink with my friends. I ordered and paid for a beer, and was handed one of the biggest and most delicious gin and tonics of my life, with the quickness. I headed into the smoking room, which also has a pool table and chairs and packed with people. My friends then divulged that this bar is where the«famous» Danish people come to hang out. Really? Cool. Then some old broad with her C-section belly scar got up on a table and started to dance until she almost fell off. I saw this while standing in line for the WC, and someone shoved me into the toilet and tried to come in with me. Sorry girl, but I don’t go that way. Get out!