[dogscoff]

dogscoff arrives in a toga. He has seaweed in his hair and beard, and clutches a big old trident. Taking a short break from his usual obsesseion of Greek mythology, (and fulfilling the old "lord of the sea" role for old times' sake) he has come as Poseidon, God of the oceans.

Anyone looking out te window will notice a 800ft long Kraaken by the name of Donogh parked at the rear.

'scoff has also brought his own entertainment in the form of 12 sirens, the beautiful sea-maidens who would lure sailors to a watery death with their irresistable singing voices (he also has a pair of ear-plugs). The sirens immediately start working their magic, and many cantina regulars begin trying to drown themselves in nearby bodies of liquid (drip trays, pints of beer, toilets etc.)