The look of the Bar was completely redone, tossing out the rustic, comfy feel to a modern, sophisticated and slightly flashy look. It was a look that the Bartender was fairly proud of and she was beaming from the redecorating. Behind the counter once more, the Goddess of Socializing is busying herself with a console that's opened up inside her counter. She's fumbling with some wiring, sparks flying every which way. Perhaps the woman should have worn a mask to protect her face but it's too late now. She wipes a bead of sweat from her forehead then says, "Aha!" She shoves the masses of wires back into the box, then quickly closes the counter, hiding it from her patrons. The Bartender reaches to a lever one that is grouped together with the levers attached for her drinks. As she pulls it, the entire Bar shakes, rocks back and forth and hisses, but the Goddess doesn't look too frightened. In fact she's grinning like a mad woman. Soft jazz music starts to play from a mysterious source. Glasses lined on the counter suddenly fill with vodka and Hennessy shots, and an empty tray on the table isn't empty anymore; it's filled with hors d'oeurvres, martinis, and colorful jello shots. However what makes the Bartender's grin grow wider is the low powerful hum that fills her Bar. She looks towards the door which glows golden, the light reflecting in her excited eyes. The Bartender knows from this occurrence that her Bar has opened random doors in the mortal world where humans will have another chance to come in and socialize. And tonight will be extra special - They'll be meeting Gods and Goddesses! Suddenly she tears through her temple, whooping at the top of her lungs. "LETS GET THE PARTY STARTED!" As her back is turned, an odd device appears on top of one of the Bar stools.