As any good friend would love to help with the small problem I`v come to face. My friend knows my rare taste so he drags me to a new bar I`v never hurd of called the Shopping List. I take my time dragging my feet wishing I `d stayed home an had some rum to myself. we arrive at a back ally door with a small slit to peep out of. A mans face appears in the slit and sees my friend then smiles as we are let in. We walk in to a all dark room leading to stairs, my footsteps echo off the empty walls around me as we reach the steps. We walk one by one to the basment steps to a full bar. I stop in shock as i see men in suits dragging women around on chains, I look over at my friend. his only words are"welcome to the Shopping List, the next show should start soon, I`ll buy you a pet to take home. call it a thank you gift for fixing my car." My heart skips a beat with joy..I say back to my friend" I can`t wait".