The Evalesco Bar, a small bar in central London, is always teeming with people from all over the world. People enter, and almost always, they leave with someone else - either a new friend, or a potential relationship. It's a peculiar quality, and nobody can understand it, but Evalesco has a strange ability to bring people together, regardless of race, age, sexuality. Khione Dean stood behind the counter, washing glasses as she got ready for this nighttime rush. The twenty-year old brunette had owned the bar for just over a year now, an inheritance from her uncle, and she loved her job. She loved meeting all sorts of folks from everywhere, and she would never give it up. She set down the final clean glass, and headed over to the doors. She unlocked them, and smiled. "Time for business." The British girl said to herself, heading back to the bar.