And there it was. The end of the 'working session', signaled by the bar being declared open. The DJ gets his cue, starts off heavy. Hip-hop ranging from Flo Rida to Neyo and all the other new pop songs that constitute any club's regular commercial playlist. The crowd rushes to the bar. Orders ranging from "beer" to "mango-based mocktails" are called for, and sometimes met with quizzical looks from the bartenders. They roll their eyes and serve up the drinks. The call is for "shots" and some wise guy comes to the bar asking for 10 shots. He looks around, "Yeah, make it 10 tequila shots". The bartender tries serving up the tequila, lime and salt in the limited time available. Any more than a minute and she's sure to be quizzed on how long it'll take. An incoherent set of people are amassed from the ones standing near the bar and in close proximity to it. People down their shots in the shot circle; some go salt, tequila ...